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Edited on Tue Jul-12-05 02:23 AM by johnaries
I viewed Andy as a hero for all of the work he did for Election Reform. I still think Andy should be regarded as a Hero for his work in this area, if for no other reason.
But, then, this True American Hero came down with pancreatic cancer.
My father died of pancreatic cancer.
Been there. Done that. Got the t-shirt, and then burned the dam thing because I hoped and prayed that no one I knew, met, or ever heard of ever had to go through that bullshit.
To all of Andy's "questioners", questioning all of the earlier diagnoses, my father went through the exact same thing. Well, actually, my father went through more operations and examinations than Andy did before the doctors were willing to admit:
It's Pancreatic Cancer.
I still remember when I and my Step-sister were in the room, and 2 doctors (not one doctor, two of them) came in and told him his options.
The cancer was going to kill him within a few months. There was an operation (Whipple), but the chances were 75% - 85% that the operation itself would kill him before he would even wake up from the anesthesia.
I remember my Dad looking from one doctor to the other, like "I don't understand what you're saying, I don't WANT to understand what you're saying - it can't be true.." and then looking to me and my step - sister like "what are they saying, explain it to me, it can't be what I think I just heard...."
Of course, that was almost ten years ago.
Then, years passed, I came on DU, I got involved on the whole Election Fraud thing, and here was God_Bush_n_Cheney (aka Andy) on the front lines doing all these things I wish I could have done trying to bring the fraudsters to justice.
Then a few posts mentioning he was not feeling well, and that eventually he looked a jaundiced (oh, god - dad looked a little yellow and jaundiced, but that could mean several things). Then, they started looking at his gall bladder (oh, god, oh, god, that's what they looked at first with Dad, but that doesn't mean anything! It may just be his gall bladder!). Then came the gall bladder stint (oh, shit! that's what they put in Dad just before they found the tumor on his pancreas! no, please, god, no...)
OK, so then Andy's friends posted that it was official - they found the tumor on his pancreas. Of course, cancer medicine had come a long way in the last 10 years. Now, the success rate with the Whipple procedure was much better than it used to be. Plus, Andy was younger and healthier than my 75-year-old father.
Andy might have a chance! (oh, please, god, please, oh please...). I mentioned in a few posts that my Dad had died of pancreatic cancer (mostly in response to some of "those" posts just to try and explain how serious it is) but for the most part tried to be "upbeat". After all, surgery has come a long way in the last 10 years...
You all know what happened next.
Andy, I never really knew you. I never got to meet you in person. But I FEEL like I knew you.
Andy, I salute you. And I'll miss you.
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