Today was the day we were supposed to see if the bone marrow was working.
Today we had a family meeting.
Today we were told that despite our efforts things could not go on.
The doctors stood above my fathers bed as he informed myself, my mother, my brother, and my Bubbie that the chemo had been too strong and had destroyed his liver and kidneys. It had gotten so bad that there was nothing more they could do.
Now we just have to make sure he's comfortable.
He's still awake and alert enough to know what's going on. He made sure to tell my brother and my mother and I how much he loves us and to tell us his wishes.
He's also alert enough that he's asking to see this post.