Topic: My father, my friend, my hero
I started out his uology this way. My father Warren passed away June7th, 2008. I miss him so very much. It is so hard to describe. I feel as if the pain is getting worse...not better. Shortly after his death, Father's Day came. The everyday reminders of him are very, very painful. My father bravely battled this ugly cancer for 15 months. He went through 3 chemoembolizations, 10 stent replacements, and never once complained about this hardship of this. He suffered with pain until the end and in my heart, I believe that he sugar-coated his pain so that his family would not suffer emotionally. He waited up until his last legs could not longer stand, and continued to have hope that Dr. Canady would be able to perform surgery on him. He did not want to die! This is so unfair...a man that gave his entire life to help other people. He helped his mother die of cancer in her home so that she would not have to die in a hospital...he helped his elderly neighbor die of cancer in his home when his own son never came around. He took care of his mentally challenged brother all of our lives so that his brother would not have to live in a group home...why him? Maybe I have hit the angry stage. I feel numb, empty, alone.
I will miss him until the day I die.