Have you ever had one of those nagging feelings, "Somethings not right with Dad", that you can't get rid of, "Somethings not right with Dad", and it just keeps surfacing? "Somethings not right with Dad". I didn't know why I kept telling Melanie and April that everytime they called since Christmas. It was just little things that made me feel that way. I felt like we had to go on our cruise to the Mexican Riviera, after all it was our 33rd anniversary. Every time Phil had some new pain or sympton I told him to go see the doctor. And for the first time, he actually did go. Now I understand that I was being prepared for what was to come. Phil has cancer.
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