seemed like time stopped when I heard the news, my heart seemed to stop beating and
after hearing no cure I just went numb all over. I could not believe my best friend
growing up was going to pass away and there was nothing I could do about it. He always
took away all my pain and here was my chance to take away his pain and I couldn’t do it.
January 21 2005 was a day that made me the person who I am today. A stronger,
wiser person than I was the day before. The hardest thing I ever had to do was sit in my
dad’s doctor office and hear him tell my dad that he had cancer and only months to live.
At first, I thought he was kidding until he told us that there was no cure for cancer. It
After taking my dad and mom home, I left to go get my son off the school bus. As I was
driving down 480 I cried and prayed that the doctors were wrong that it couldn’t be my
dad that had cancer.
After going home and talking about my dad with my husband and son, we came to the
agreement that after my son went to school I would head to my dad’s house and help
anyway I could. For example, taking him to the doctors, cutting the grass or just taking
him to the park. When my dad was having a good day and could be left alone with one of
his sisters, I would take my mom to the store (since she could not drive) just to get her
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My friend, Matt, was diagnosed with cancer in May 2002. I was shocked when Matt's girlfriend, Amber, told me that he had cancer, because Matt was only twenty-three years old when diagnosed. The type of cancer Matt has is called Leukemia, which is cancer of the white blood cells. This cancer starts in the bone marrow but can then spread to the blood, lymph nodes, the spleen, liver, central nervous ...
out and spend some time with her. I would head home to get my son from school and
pick my husband up at work. We all would go back to my dad’s house so my son could
spend time with his grandpa. My dad and son were very close and I knew my dad seeing
his grandson would cheer him up. They would sit on the couch and watch cartoons and
fall asleep together.
On July 3rd 2005 my dad had to have surgery due to him getting an infection. My mom
and I sat at the hospital waiting to hear word about my dad. Hours later the doctors came
into the room and informed me that he could not do the operation and that my dad cancer
had spread. The news broke my heart and I went to the chapel and prayed. I hated seeing
my dad in so much pain knowing there was nothing I could do for him. He was so thin
and pail that it didn’t look like the strong dad that would carry me on his shoulders. The
doctor came in and talked with me about my dad going to a nursing home to recover. I
was against it but my dad told me that he thought it was best so I could get a break and
spend time with my family. I went with what he wanted and helped pick out a nursing
home for him. He was so thin and pail that it didn’t look like the strong dad that would
carry me on his shoulders. The nurses came in and talked with me about my dad going to
a nursing home to recover. I was against it but my dad told me that he thought it was best
so I could get a break and spend time with my family. I respected and honored my dad’s
wishes and helped him find a good nursing home. Every day I would go to see my dad,
not just for a visit but to help him with everyday things that everybody probably takes for
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granted. For instance, I would shave my dad, cut his hair and help him take a bath. While
he stayed at the nursing home he seemed to get weaker and weaker, I believe he was
missing his home. However he was a such a strong, prideful and independent and even a
little stubborn man that he would not admit it. My dad stayed in the nursing home for a
month and one day his doctor came in and informed me there was nothing else they could
do for him and that he only had a couple weeks to live. My dad talked to me about it and informed me that he didn’t want to die in a nursing home but at his house surround around
family. We got in contact with hospice center and they provided a bed, and a nurse to
come in once a day to care for my dad.
My dad arrived home on Aug 15 and waiting for him was his whole family. My
sister and brother were there waiting for him. My younger brother could not make it from
Alaska; I informed my dad that he was coming at a later date but that he would show up.
Approximately an hour later the nurse arrived to hook up the IV where he would receive
his pain medicine and made sure his feeding tube was in place. As the nurse was working
I watched her and informed her that I wanted to help as much as possible. She showed me
how to clean his feeding tube and how to fill it up with the liquid they were giving him.
At this time I never left my dad’s side, I sat with him 24 hours a day. I wanted to make
sure his last days were comfortable and he was in no pain. As the week went on I knew
my last day was soon. Each day was a great day for me after that due to the fact that I
knew I had one more day with my dad. My dad and I would sit in his room and sing
Amazing Grace together (that was his favorite song).He would pass out now and then but
would wake up to let me know that he talked his mom and dad, he informed me that they
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Personal Growth Experience As a mother I have cared and tried to push my son's education so that he can succeed in his life. I came from a large family in Brazil. I wasn't the only child; I learned to share, how provide for myself, and for my 3 sisters, and 3 brothers. My father was a serious man; he had a job, and still came home to provide for all of us. During dinnertime he insisted that ...
were waiting for him. There was one part of the day when my dad would just stare at the
corner of the ceiling for hours, when asked why he was staring there so much he replied
“Don’t you see the Lord, he is there holding out his arms wanting me to come to
him”. My dad told me that he said no he couldn’t leave that he had to wait for his son to
to him and made sure his feeding tube was in place. As the nurse was working on my dad
I watched her and informed her that I wanted to help as much as possible. She showed me
how to clean his feeding tube and how to fill it up with the liquid they were giving him.
At this time I never left my dad’s side, I sat with him 24 hours a day. I wanted to make
sure his last days were comfortable and he was in no pain. As the week went on I knew
my last day was soon. Each day was a great day for me after that due to the fact that I
knew I had one more day with my dad. My dad and I would sit in his room and sing
Amazing Grace together (that was his favorite song).He would pass out now and then but
would wake up to let me know that he talked his mom and dad, he informed me that they
was waiting for him. There was one part of the day when my dad would just stare at the
corner of the ceiling for hours, when asked why he was staring there so much he asked
me “Don’t you see the Lord, he is there holding out his arms wanting me to come to
him”. My dad told me that he said no he couldn’t leave that he had to wait for his son to
get home.
On Friday, August 20th would be my dad’s last on earth. As I woke up that morning
my dad was awake and doing good, it was a good day for him and me. We laughed and
sang songs. By this time it was only me and he because my sister and brother had went
home to be with their family. My Mom was sleeping and my husband and son were
outside playing ball. My dad informed me he couldn’t stay any longer because the
Lord told him that he was coming for him tonight. I didn’t tell anyone else because I didn’t want to upset my family. I kissed my dad and told him he was the greatest dad a
child could have. At 7p.m. that night my dad went into a coma and never woke up again;
however, he was breathing so I knew he had not gone home to be with the Lord as of yet.
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When I am 30, I will have a job that is like Dilbert's. I will not know what I do, but I will be some kind of engineer that works in a cubicle on a computer all day long. I hope I will be married, but I don't know about children, I will definitely have children so that I can leave something behind for when I go, but I don't know how soon I want to have them, they might mess up my clean house, ...
My husband didn’t leave my side that night we both sat up with my dad watching his
chest rise and fall. As morning approached my dad was taking his last breath, the room
got cold and smelled of roses. At 8a.m my dad took his last breath it was a breath that
still haunts me today. I leaned over my dad and kissed his forehead and closed his eyes.
At that time I knew I lost my best friend the best dad any child could ever have had. I
did not mourn for him because I knew he was no longer in pain and he was with family
that loved him. My dad is missed by me every day, if I have a problem I talk to my dad
and it seems to work out. So I know my dad is still watching over me and still taking
some of my pain away.
