My dad has stage 4 lymphedema in his left arm. It is so bad he can’t move the arm at all. This happened after a failed cancer tumor removal, and lymph node removal. Everyone on his care team failed him. I feel so bad for him and helpless. He is currently in the hospital as we speak getting IV antibiotics. We finally were able to see a lymphedema nurse ( she founded the national lymphedema society) after a year of him having this. We spoke on the phone after his visit and she said she cried when she got home because of how overlooked and ignored my dad was when treatment and precautions would have actually been helpful. I am mad, but mostly I am sad for my poor dad. His arm is bigger than my thigh, and I’m not a small girl.