My father has had trouble walking for about a month now. He went for an x-ray on his hip a few weeks ago but they didn't find anything. The condition got worse where he has trouble walking at all. He has had to use a walker since then but now it's worse and a lot more painful. Finally, today he goes in for a CAT and a bone scan about a month after this all started and we find his pelvic bone is fractured pretty seriously. He's going to need pins just to hold it together. Not only that they also picked up and additional two cancerous lumps inside his body that nobody knew he had. They think it might even be two different kinds of cancer with one of them affecting the bone by migrating there, which might be why it became so weak. This is in addition to two other cancerous incidents he has gotten in the past. This will make it the forth different type of cancer he has gotten from different sources in the last five years. One of them is on his kidney and they think they might have to remove it, the other one being on his lung. They had to move him to a better equipped hospital further upstate and I won't know about his condition until later. It will also be a long trip up there just to visit him and I have absolutely no experience with the area having never been their in my life, if I can find somebody to take me because I don't trust my car the way it is. In any case he is in for a long stay and multiple surgeries at best, and even a lot more treatment afterwards that will be very difficult for him. Not even I know how hard this will be on him. He is no longer the person I knew a long time ago. He was once the toughest person I have ever known but age and continuous medical problems, more than I can count, have left him week over the years. I don’t even know if anybody else knows how bad it’s gotten except for me because I live with him and help him do the everyday things he has trouble doing anymore. In a way I'm glad that I was the one with him. I don't know if my brother or sister could handle it. I guess in a way I've seen things like this coming and have prepared myself for it subconsciously. I also guess like him I have also become more battle hardened over the years unlike most people I have ever know. Still it's not easy. If the cancer did indeed spread into his skeleton and progressed enough there might not even be anything they can do. I don't want to see him die slowly as it get more painful as each day goes on and he has to be constantly downing pain killers just to get buy. He is also one of the few friends I have ever had and definitely the only father I will ever know. When he finally goes there will be a part of me that goes with him that will never be replaced. I feel bad that I was never in a position to support him like he supported me. With not being able to work I also fear that after a short time once he's gone I will also loose the few but important things he has worked his whole life for, not only for himself but also for me and my siblings. All I can do now is pry that things go as well as possible. This is one of the worst moments of me life.