Let's review: he flew from Saudi Arabia to Texas with the ability to only breath through what was like a straw (according to the physicians). The physicians said he, more or less, had been holding his breath for the last two days before his tracheotomy and if he wasn't an avid runner he wouldn't have made it. He had an emergency tracheotomy and stayed two days in ICU. Then he began walking around as if nothing was wrong and walking to his radiation sessions (more to come on this). Now he is facing a terminal cancer diagnosis head on and never backing down! I dare anyone to challenge him.
Like any true hero, the size of their courage and strength is equally matched by the size of their heart. This was never more apparent than yesterday (Thursday, June 9) when Dad opened a care package from Saudi Arabia. This package was FILLED with TONS of awesome get well cards, artwork, letters, candles, notes in a bottle, and more. Obviously these children and adults in the community are witnesses to dad's huge and loving heart! My dad wanted me to send a special THANK YOU to the kids in Mutlaq who sent these cards. You all will never know how moving and special it was for him to receive them. He is very thankful to have "all these warriors behind him". So, thank you thank you thank you!
Now, back to the radiation treatment. Normally, when someone is receiving this type of radiation treatment they are placed on a stretcher or in their bed for transport. In my dad's case, the treatment is at an off-site location and he had paramedics pick him up for ambulance transport. The problem is they wanted to take him off in a stretcher (see below) and dad wanted to walk. They ended up letting him walk, but they didn't give in to his request to drive the ambulance!
|Notice the paramedic looking at dad! I don't think he's too sure about this.|
Thanks again everyone. The comments are so helpful.
|The kids following Grandpa after lunch|