Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Quote Of The Day

"I'm thankful for my struggle because without it I wouldn't have stumbled across my strength."
                                                     - Alex Elle

A sigh of relief

  As of yesterday my dad has completed chemotherapy! YAY! I can't begin to express just how happy and excited I am that my dad has reached such an important and crucial step in his journey to a healthier him. This entire process has been heartbreaking and stressful, oh so stressful. I lost count of the amount of days that I had to hide and cry because I didn't want my dad to see me break down. I lost count of the amount of times that I wanted to pull my hair out because I couldn't handle the pressure, I lost count of the amount of times I was and frankly I still am terrified. I'm afraid that his scan next month is going to show that the cancer is back. I'm terrified that the 40% chance of it coming back comes true. Seeing my dad go through something so scary and....heartbreaking. That's the only way I can express this horrible situation, because that's what this is. This is completely heartbreaking. From the moment I heard the world cancer I knew things would never be the same again I knew that from that moment on that my dad's life and are time with him was uncertain, from that moment on I held me breath and for the first time in a long time I can finally breath. I know that my dad's battle is far from over and that he'll always be categorized as a cancer patient but someday I hope and pray that he'll also carry the remission label.

                                            Isamar

Friday, September 4, 2015

Quote Of The Day

"One small crack does not mean that you are broken, it means that you were put to the test and you didn't fall apart."

                                      -Linda Poindexter

Third round of chemo update

These past weeks have been, trying. My dad had his third round of chemo a couple of weeks ago and for a while he was feeling okay. And then it hit him like a ton of bricks, he slept all day, he didn't eat and he was really tired. My mom did everything she could to help him not feel so horrible this time, but chemo is a big jerk, and will do as it pleases. Thankfully lately he's been feeling better, his anxiety however has been kicking him down, but he's chugging along. September 14th is his last round of chemo! I hope that he never has to go through this again and above all I hope his cancer never returns.

                                                   Isamar