Help my Dad Beat the "C" word
"Last Saturday I fell in the shower and broke a rib which is what landed me in the hospital. They discovered a stage 4 tumor had become infected and I may only have had days to live. I find myself in the same situation as 2014 but in no condition to bounce back as quickly or painlessly. Anything given to me will go a long way to helping me keep the lights on, the Internet connected, and my rent paid.
My life has been taken away and given back to me once again. You all know me as one who never gives up hope and I know I will "get it back. " I feel like George Bailey in "It's a Wonderful Life" sometimes and typing this from my hospital bed, on my little iPhone, brings tears to my eyes. I don't see it as a handout, but as a hand up.
I still believe God has great things in store for me. I absolutely KNOW that all your comments and expressions of love are what helped me to have a smooth surgery and have sent the best care my way. I can't begin to tell you how much LOVE I have for all of you. Please love each other as you love your best friend or your favorite pet. Every gift will be returned with a special Thank You when I am up to it. I believe God will see your kindness and will reward you for your generosity. MANY thanks and much appreciation... and as always, ALL THE LOVE my strong and healthy heart can give. .. -Peter"
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Becky here, Peter's younger daughter. Since we're re-launching this fund, I wanted to post an update for you all. To highlight some moments I've shared with my Dad, I'll remind you how much he loves the sun. This past summer 2016 he and I went on countless adventures to the beach, to the park, to work on our tans, to get pedicures (yep, you read that right!), to run errands, to eat food..we had a total blast and I had the pleasure of documenting our good company with my 35mm camera (photos below!).
To that point, I will definitely admit that I am my father's daughter. He is a true artist. My Dad has spent the last year collecting and digitally retouching comic book ephemera and illustrated vintage advertisements. Making high quality prints, selecting appropriate frames, and hanging the finished products up as a living gallery inside of his apartment has become not only a hobby, but a continued process of art making in light of his physical challenges. He shows me what it means to be a working artist, so passionate and steadfast in his desire to produce artwork that the work itself has grown and shifted it's outlet as his experience of life shifts as well.
Currently my Dad is unable to make art or generate an active income. Consistent pain medications leave him sleepy and weak. It's been a difficult time for us all. Monthly retirement checks are just enough to cover the rent and bills, leaving little to spare. We've returned to the GoFundMe account to graciously request your support, as every gesture is deeply appreciated. If you are able to donate, please include your mailing address so that we can send you a personalized card! We thank you all from our hearts. Without a community of caring friends and angels, it would be a lonely path to follow. And we need the help to get us through the next few months. We love you all and treasure the friendships that we have fostered together! Please do keep in touch! Hearing about your adventures and successes build a bridge of support that helps to keep us connected and loved.
One last note, to quote Leonard Cohen:
"There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in."
Since the last update I posted, he has been bravely but tiringly battling a string of infections. It's been a constant cycle of infections, fevers, and antibiotics, causing him to feel just exhausted. The infections are preventing any real treatment to take place as he cannot even start his chemo until the infections subside. And that has yet to happen.
As I'm writing this, he is waiting for a bed at Greenwich Hospital. The doctors are doing more and more bloodwork, and I have been told they are calling in an infectious disease specialist, to try and get to the bottom of why the infections keep coming back. His immune system is likely seriously compromised.
To end on a positive note, however, he remains optimistic. I've never met anyone with such an amazingly positive outlook on life as my father. And I'm not just saying that *because* he's my father.
I don't want to be a downer and I definitely don't want ANYONE to lose hope. There is ALWAYS hope. If you are able to make a donation, I humbly ask from the bottom of my heart to please do so and help us out.
And please keep sending him your well wishes and your love. It goes such a long way for him to know that people are sticking with him, and keeping him in their thoughts and prayers. And I thank you all SO much for your continued support.
He's out of the hospital and back living at home, which is the first huge step. He is currently getting daily visits from home health care aides and Visiting Nurses of Westchester. He tells me they are invaluable and very caring and friendly. They are assisting him in adjusting back to "normalcy. " However, normal is a lot different now than how it used to be...
He will be seeing an oncologist on Friday in White Plains at the Dickstein Center named Dr. Raff, who will be coming up with a treatment plan. There has been talk about treating the tumor and the spot in his lungs with antibodies but nothing is yet set in stone. This is probably the biggest update I can give you as of yet. He is happy with how everything has been progressing and remains hopeful, as always. Life now revolves around doctor's appointments and therapy, and keeping a healthy and positive mindset are of the upmost importance.
My father wants me to thank *everyone* for their generosity and to let you all know that it's all of YOU that keep him going when he wakes up in the middle of the night in pain, or when his thoughts start to drift into dark territory. Everyone's outpouring of love and generosity keep the home fires burning, and keep him focused and determined on his recovery. Yes, there are times when it all seems overwhelming... and these are the times when he reflects on how lucky he is to have such warm and loving friends and family.
I humbly ask that you continue to contact him and cheer him on. If you would like to make a birthday donation and write him a note, I know how much he would appreciate it. As he spends most of his time inside the house recovering, the Internet becomes his main source of connection with others. It really does help.
I thank you all once again, and ask that you continue to help us out, knowing how much it means to this family.
Happy Easter, Happy Birthday to my Dad, and BLESS YOU ALL!!! <3