We all wait for the results of the needle biopsy. Gina and our mom have been waiting with him at the hospital since very early in the morning. Dad has not slept well. He says little, but the fear on his face is palpable. He wonders what is happening..."I come in thinking I have a heart problem; now they tell me this." Still, he says "we have to pray. Keep praying."
The attending Internist, Dr. Husain, visits our dad and remarks on how well he looks. He offers words of hope and encouragement: "you do not look or sound sick; are you sure you did not strain yourself?" He discharges our dad and informs him to expect the biopsy results the following day.
Less than an hour later, Dr. Husain returns with the news we feared. Squamous cell carcinoma. Non-small cell lung cancer. Despite our fears, we all seemed to have held out hope that this just could not be true. The biopsy results made it so real. Uncontrollable tears. We are all scared. Our hearts are aching.
Gina leaves the room. Dad breaks down. He says he just wanted to be strong for our mom and Gina. Mom tells him it is okay. We will be strong for him now.
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