UPDATE 12 MAY 07
When does a bad situation stop getting worse? I'd like to know really..
This morning my dad was woke up by more needles going into his body and blood everywhere. Apparently while he was sleeping, he started draining blood from his mouth and nose. After getting a scan, he has internal bleeding, and some sort of infection in his lungs. He immediately rec'd 2 unit of blood, almost 2 pints (most adults have 8-10 total, but his has been lowered thru the chemo-radiation). The scan also revealed the more damage to his heart than previsouly thought... "your fathers heart has been damaged severely, about 30% of his heart is operating in a normal capacity and shows healthy tissue, the rest....well, it doesn't look favorable!"
When my mom went to visit him today, he asked the nurse to refuse visitation. Very unlike my dad.
I also found out today, my dad volunteered his body to the University of Michigan (or at least my mom thinks its UofM), part of the deal includes experts to provide medical treatment in the event of terminal illness, as it is imperative to collect as much living data as possible, which will narrow the post-living autopsy and study more refined. So he has a team of Specialists, basically arguing amongst eachother. The Cardio-pulmonary says he needs to remain in Critical Care Unit to be stable, the Oncologist Specialist says he needs to get his grand finale treatment before the cancer invades the remaining good tissue and vital organs, the Kidney specialist says the treatment he is on now, and the grand finale is killing his kidneys (cancer in them hasn't helped either), the respiratory specialist is worried from the cancer, the heart condition and now an infection which b/w the whole crew of 5 Teams of Specialists none of them can figure out WTF it is.
More blood will be going into him throughout the day and evening.
I'm locked in a pickle with this move. So, we have to wait it out until next friday when we have the moving van unloaded and appointments done, scrounge up the left-over funds and roll out to Michigan from Colorado, luckily I have the leave time built-up for this...
My personal take on this.. God will take him when he wants to, that much I know and believe, and I need to believe that for my head to stay straight. I think my dad has a deal with the man upstairs to let him meet his granddaughter before laying to rest. That would be in my dad's character. He's been in the hospital before, colon cancer, prostate cancer, heart attack, pneumonia, but he's never refused visitation before. My mom also mentioned, he was trying to save the last bit of life for a few more days, and then mentioned Arriyhanna's name (my daughter).
I appreciate all the support and prayers, and so does my family. Thank you all, from the Trayer family (and Martin's, thats my stepdads sirname).
Charlie