I just got a PM on Facebook from a cousin who asked me what was up with my dad. I said nothing as far as I knew. I admitted I hadnt been a very good dtr since I hadnt called him since my birthday in mid-January but I had been sick that entire time. She told me that she may have had the uncle wrong but someone told her one of the uncles was sick so maybe I should call him. I did. My step mom told me that my Dad has stage 3 lung cancer and they have been attempting to keep it from me until they found out exactly what was going to be done and how long he would have. I am in tears and devastated. I cannot imagine losing this man. I simply cant. He will be 84 tomorrow. Please rattle beads, light candles, pray...whatever you do. I cant lose him yet. Im not ready.