Story of My Father Fighting Against Cancer intestinal
Below is a story about my father who got cancer in this year. It was an unforgettable experience of me and my family. I wish that our story could provide an alternative for people who have cancer. Hope you can go through the story in patient ......
My father has a life style that likes most people in cities: high pressure, smoking, staying late, not enough exercise, meal of large portion of meat but less vegetable, not adequate drinking of water, fast food lover ... Even worse, he is resistant of health products. He only sees a registered doctor when he does not fell well. I believe that everyone can see the potential danger inside my father's body!
My father's health condition was getting worse and worse when returning to home. Due to the severe pain, he could not go to sleep. He also lose his appetite, could not eat anything. He had been losing weight daily. His face was turning to dark gray color and getting darker and darker. It meant that his body cells were lack of oxygen. Even worse, he could barely walk anymore. His body was crushing.
If there was no improvement in his health, my father could not be scheduled of surgical operation. Not even talking about radiation or electric treatment. I could not accept this. At that time, my biggest wishes for my father were less pain and weight regaining so the surgical operation could be performed.
Erratic mood father. is sometimes ok, sometimes angry and upset. Mother is a victim of the release of anger, as well as our brothers and sisters, especially the eldest sister. Perhaps the emotional pain he caused this. non-scheduled drugs consumed. sometimes up to 2 lines per day penadol aktifast even told me to buy it again. family have been advised not to act as such, but he can not resist desire to take medicine even after the pain began to scold us and say the verse is not pleasing.
My Question? He Has Much Time Left ? how long my dad want enduring the pain? After that i will lose my Lovely Father 4ever .I could not resist this sadness.
I do not want to lose him .. no dad to protect us, no dad cook for us, no dad to help us , even whatever no dad I will feel alone..
Cancer
Cancer is strong,
But it cannot break my dads strength.
He fights and fights till he gets to weak.
He is a bear fighting to stay alive.
Cancer is not hope.
Hope is what my dad had in the hospital,
as he sits there scared as a mouse,
waiting for the news.
Cancer is not faith.
Faith is my dad believing in God during
his bumpy road of life.
Cancer is not love.
Love is me,
my family,
and lots of friends
standing by my dads side.
Cancer cannot crush,
burn,
or destroy
any of these things.
most importantly it cannot crush dreams.
dreams are what keep my dad moving today.
