Help Father of 3 fighting Adv Stage IV Melanoma

Life is crazy.

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On September 25th, 2023, Wesley Miller, 28 year old Father of Sophia, Audrey, and Jack. Went to have what we thought were cysts removed from his arm and abdomen.

The surgeon, myself, along with 4 other nurses surrounded the recovery room, listening to the Doctor, tell the man that made me a mother, a wife and so much more that Wesley has Cancer. He didn’t know what kind, all he said was “could be skin, colon, liver or lung” He was referring us to an oncologist from there and the follow up appointments. Sending off what he removed to be tested and then walked out of the room.

October 6, 2023, I am holding Wesley’s hand, because today he is being fitted for a mask to hold his head completely still during radiation ….the radiologist goes over his 2nd MRI and his PET scan. I held out for hope as far as good news was concerned. Maybe the surgery cut all the cancer out. Maybe the radiologist could have swung a sledgehammer to our knees?

Wesley and I already brought to our knees just days ago. Radiologist hammer came down to take the rest of our legs leaving us face down on the floor when I asked how long does Wesley have? “Give or take 6 months, unfortunately this was not caught early.” Wesley has Stage IV Metastatic Melanoma, with a 3 - 6 month life expectancy (terminal).

It has spread to his: Brain, lungs, liver, and bones.

What we thought were just cysts, turned out to be cancer, what we thought would be a quick in and out procedure has us waiting anxiously for answers, for a plan of action, for reassurance that this can be resolved. This is without hesitation the hardest pill to swallow. To even think about the future, let alone speak on what is right in front of us and how we want to navigate it for our children’s sake makes my stomach turn, and my knees weak. The kinds of thoughts and questions that I never EVER thought I would have to ask. The father of my beautiful children who look just like him. Will the kids and I get to wake him up on his 29th birthday, exactly 6 months from this day? Will he be here to watch our 6 year old son play his first football game one day? Will Dad be here for Christmas next year?

Anxiously waiting on other people (doctors) who know nothing about us. Our life, our plans for the future, our children, our careers, our love for each other, or how we are getting by as far as keeping a roof over us and food on the table. To give us more than 6 months together.

October 8, 2023. 13 days since his surgery and 10 appointments deep. We have spent 10 out of the last 13 days in and out of hospitals, doctors offices, and 13 days trying to wrap our heads around this.

Wesley has always been a very devoted and loving man. I asked him a few months back when we have conversations about all the trips, events, and life experiences we excitedly anticipate! (Before we had any idea there would be a damn short window of time). Time wasn’t an issue to achieve his goals in life and all he aspires for when it comes to claiming a life of fulfillment. Our kids are so young. To be diagnosed with cancer and given a 6 month window to live at 28 years old. Just getting started on all those goals and working hard everyday to provide for his family to being medically unable to return to work and unable to care for his family. Taking care of his family IS HIS MISSION in life. He wants for nothing but our happiness. A man that goes without so his family can have it all. We just want him to get better. I wish I could trade places with him. He doesn’t deserve to go through this.

He starts treatment Monday. We won’t know if the treatments are working for 6 months…

I am needed home to care for him, and our children. We never anticipated having our income severed. Not now. That is the reality.

We need help. Any and ALL support is needed to get us to our goal. Please let this be heard by hundreds of thousands of people.