true story
One day my dad had to get knee surgey, so he went into surgery and everything went okay, that night we got home and he asked my older sister and I to stay at his house with him for our help, he woke us up about 3:45 and asked us to bring him to the nearest hospital because his knee and foot was a color that it wasnt supposed to be and he was quite worried. We arrived at the hospital and it was about 4 in the morning, my older sister and I waited and waited as my father went into tests. I would have to say it was about 7 in the morning when the doctor came in and told us that he was going to have to be transfered to another hospital because they have found blood clots in his lungs, right at the moment tears filled my eyes, not knowing if they could fix it, my older sister rushed out of the room to call my mom, she came back in and she told me that my mother was on the way, even though my parents are divorced my mother thought it would be the right thing to be there for him. As my mother arrived they were getting my dad ready to transport him to Hartford Hospital, I got in the car with my mom it was about 8:30 and we headed home quickly to grab a few things and then we went to the hospital where my father was located. Once we arrived there we were hoping for good news but we were informed that the doctors have found a bump on my fathers left kidney. Of course they had to do tests and it took a long time, I waited and waited and waited, my little sisters came to the hospital, my aunt and uncle my cousins all in the same day that he arrived and as we were all in the room the doctor came in and he slowly started talking and asked if we could all step out into the hallway, I could see the fear in my fathers eyes and the wonder going through his mind why we had to leave. We all headed down to the gift shop where we all look at the stuffed animals and the new born baby signs and I kept wondering why things were taking so long, I was very concerned onto what was going on.. I walked back into the room after waiting hours and my father said...I have cancer, they think they can remove it but we are not sure. Right then and there I felt like the whole world had stopped. I felt like I was going to lose my father but I couldnt I was daddy littles girl, I have already lost my grandfather and grandmother from this horrid sickness god couldnt take my daddy too. It seems to me that day changed the world for me and my family, it put a whole new look on life for me. But right now as I am speaking I would like to tell whoever decided to read this far that right now my father is cancer free, he got the tumor removed and went back a few months later to check if he was clear and yes indeed he was, but throughout the whole time my father had cancer I thought it was all my fault that I was the one to do it to him, but he would always tell me that it wasnt me. The last thing I would like to say is cancer! my daddy won this one