The Cancerous tumor in my dad's behind must be bad today, his bed is the only place where he can feel comfortable and sleep. I had to borrow my mom to get my meds. But my dad doesn't sleep for very long, he gets back up and plunges into something to keep him busy. I think Dad doesn't want to give into the cancer. When Social Security comes into his checking, my dad will probably retire from being a General Practitioner Medical Doctor. Been at that job for 30 years and he's 65 now. So I wish him the best of luck, and I ask for all of your prayers and good vibes to go to my Dad, Cleland Freeman.
He needs them badly, luckily God will bear him up through this situation like He will bear me up.