Fight for Phil

Phillip Orme is easily the greatest human in the world. I may be a little bit biased because he is my father, but I know many people who would say the same. He's the most hardworking person you could ever imagine. He's strong, he's smart, he's hilarious, he is everything. He literally cares about every single human that he encounters. He has a way of making a person's day in a matter of 10 seconds. Our family has always looked up to him. He's our hero. He puts everyone else's needs before his own. We would be nothing without him, and I mean that. He is what makes our family. That's one of the things that makes this so hard. He doesn't deserve this at all; but then again, no one does. 

My dad met my mom at work in Las Vegas, fell in love, chased her for a few years, and finally talked her into marrying him and letting him provide for her and her son. They later had two girls together - me and my little sister, and the five of us have been best friends ever since. We lived in Vegas until my older brother graduated high school, and then my parents decided they wanted somewhere safer for their kids to live, so they moved us to St. George, Utah. My dad has commuted for work from St. George to Vegas ever since, and gave my mom the opportunity to be a stay at home mom and raise my sister and I. Once my sister and I grew up, my mom ended up having to turn into my grandfather's caregiver - and has been for years now. 

My dad started feeling sick maybe around September of 2016. He went to the ER multiples times for stomach pain, nausea, and excessive weight loss, but no one ever seemed to have answers for him. I think that for a long time he kept getting pushed to the side because he's healthy, he's only 45, he's never smoked or drank in his whole life, what could possibly be wrong? Later in December (by this point my dad had lost 50 pounds) they finally found a tumor on his pancreas, but even then doctors thought, he's healthy! He can't have pancreatic cancer how could someone like him have pancreatic cancer?! The tumor has to be benign! On December 27th of 2016 my parents told us that my dad has pancreatic cancer. The doctors were very optimistic that they were going to be able to remove 2/3 of the pancreas as well as the spleen which all contain the tumor and that my dad would do chemotherapy after but that he would be able to have his life back to normal again soon. On December 28th, after two and half hours of operating, the doctors came out of surgery to tell us the tumor has spread and wrapped around arteries, veins, and nerves of the back and if they were to keep operating they were likely to cause my dad to bleed out and kill him right there on the table. Therefore, they closed him up and told my family that my dad has maybe weeks to months if he decided against treatment. But of course we all begged him to start treamtent IMMEDIATELY. However, even with treatment, my dad has about 10% chance of living for five years. We need our dad, forever and for always. And even after all this has happened my dad still only cares about all of us. He doesn't care that this cruel and unfair thing is happening to him but is only frightened for what will happen to his family when he has always been the sole provider - and how we can afford treatment and the TIME for treatment when he is still working so that he can pay all the bills. 

Our family is in desperate need of your help, and we are so grateful for it. Everything counts, and you do not go unnoticed I promise. It means everything to us. Thank you so much to everyone who has supported us thus far. We need a miracle.