There is not a parent I know of who would not be devastated if they
lost a child prior to dying themselves.
When our son was diagnosed with stomach cancer, it was touch and go,
especially in those first few months due to the aggressive nature of the disease. My wife, Candi, and I were not only in daily
telephone contact but we took the hour-and-half drive several times to be with
him, especially the day of his surgery and while he was in the hospital
afterwards. We wanted to make sure our
only son was okay. Now in his fifth year
of recovery, he is doing well and has had no more incidents leading to a
reoccurrence.
