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Wednesday, July 13, 2005


With Great Sorrow...
In April 2005 my father was told he had cancer. Not once did my father complain though... or feel sorry for himself dispite his pain and condition... He remained strong through it all, he fought a hard fight... a courageous fight. He started chemo right away (toward the end of April). The cancer had spread a lot, and he could only have a lesser strength chemo because his liver was greatly infected with cancer (the cancer had spread a lot causing him to look yellowish in skin tone) as well as other organs were infected. His chemo was responding well and the swelling in his liver was going down. On June 19th , Father's Day, he was admitted to the hospital to have an opperation which would allow him to continue his chemo treatment (a stronger chemo treatment). The surgery went well. He had a stint put in to drain the bile so that the liver didn't poison itself. A few days after the surgery he was looking much better and feeling better too. He began to get worse as the next days passed, and on the 29th my father's condition got drastically worse. His liver and kidneys were inflamed/swollen. Sadly my father passed away on June 30th at the hospital.

Each day I expect to see him walk in the room... but he never does. I wake and think I will see him sitting on his favourite chair... but he is never there. I want to give him a hug but I can't. I miss him so much... but as my aunt told me... as long as I keep my papa in my heart... he is never gone.

My father is my hero, my best friend... he taught me so many things. The road ahead will be hard... but I will never be alone on that path because my father will be walking with me.

I wanted to tell you all of what was going on when I first learned my father had cancer (on April 20th) but I just couldn't find the words... I just didn't want to say it thinking that it was just a bad dream... and that I would wake up and everything would be fine. But each day passed and I knew it wasn't a dream... but yet I still hoped. I am thankful for each day I had with him... every late night movie we watched together... every project we worked together on... every moment.

Sorry for the long post... I just needed to "dump" (release some emotions). [In Advance: Thank you for taking the time to read the post/responding.]

~ LoVe & PeAcE ~

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