As many of you know, our Dad, Greg, was recently diagnosed with Stage 4 Glioblastoma—terminal brain cancer. This comes as a shock to everyone because up until February 26th he was seemingly healthy. What started as forgetting what day it was turned into forgetting what he had done that day, then what year it was. Luckily, our Mom works with him every day and noticed right away. They went to the doctor and a week later had an MRI of his brain. The next day we were in the doctor’s office for the results—four masses on his brain—brain cancer. He was immediately admitted to Portland Providence where he stayed for four days for monitoring and had a brain biopsy of the tumors. The results of the biopsy revealed the Stage 4 Glioblastoma diagnosis. Next, he was referred to an oncologist who specializes in brain cancer. Due to the severity and locations of the tumors, they are inoperable, and our Dad was given 15 months to live. The next week he started his treatment of radiation and chemotherapy 5 days a week. Unfortunately, after only 4 weeks of treatment, the chemo had nearly wiped out all of his platelets and white blood cells, making him one of the 1% that has this reaction. On April 26th, a nosebleed turned into an ER visit, and then an 8 day stay at St. Vincent’s hospital in the Neurological Critical Care Unit, when they found that one of the tumors was bleeding. While normally this indicates a good thing – the tumor is dying – for us this meant more pressure on the brain, more fatigue, and more confusion. Luckily, the bleeding eventually stopped. Because his platelets were so low, even with 4 transfusions, they weren’t able to go in and relieve the pressure. Instead, he was given medicine to help stabilize him and was released to go home. Since his body can no longer tolerate any more treatment, he is home on Hospice care with his family by his side. His latest update is 6 months to live, weekly visits to the oncologist for check-ups and transfusions, and monitoring and physical therapy from in-home nurses. Our Mom, who hasn’t left his side for the past 3 months, has been our rock through these trying times. Beneath the surface she is feeling the burden of the pain and hardships falling on her husband of 34 years. She “sleeps” on the couch next to his bed, waking up to any small sound he makes. She gives pills 3 times a day, feeds, changes his clothes, and anything else he needs 24/7. When our wonderful friends and family can stay with Dad, she continues to work at their shared business. She is strong in her faith, and we are all praying for a miracle. We feel all of the love pouring in by way of thoughts, prayers, food, visits, reaching out, providing in any way you can. We appreciate all of you so much! As you can imagine, the hospital bills are adding up, while also impacting the ability to continue the business. Anything you can contribute to help is greatly appreciated, and we ask that you continue to keep us in your thoughts.                                                                                                                              The Dalrymple’s