Descriptive Essay About My Dad

I reminisce with all members of my family the day we received the news from our doctor that my father had prostate cancer. We got that news like thunder in our ears, because just one year before we had lost our sister to breast cancer, and we still remember how much pain and suffering the cancer had caused. As a result nobody in our family believed that we were going to lose our father either. My father suffered prostate cancer for nearly two years, because the cancer had already spread to his bones. Before my father had discovered the cancer, he suffered from pain in his back so as a result of this back pain, he visited the doctor and he started to take some medication to relieve the back pain. He also tried to use a crutch to

I didn't understand how serious the situation was until I heard those words, but when I found out it felt like I had skipped forward twenty years. I have been told he is not going to make it this twice now, and he is still fighting. He was cancer free for eleven years before he relapsed, 3 months ago. I am now sixteen and those words are harder to hear now that they were then. At five cancer is not as scary as it is at sixteen, you don’t understand death at five, you do at

Summer of 2012, my grandfather was diagnosed with stage four Glioblastoma, and given only one year left to live. He had gone to have surgery earlier that week for the removal of his progressive tumor; his condition began to grow worse. The doctors got the tumor on the first try, but it was going to be a while before my grandfather felt back to normal. My family had many more trails and hardships to face in the near future.

Through all of the challenging things that took place while my father was fighting cancer, I learned many valuable lessons. My parents decided that my father would undergo chemotherapy and radiation at the Cancer Treatment Centers of America in Newnan, Georgia. Normally, they would be gone for about two weeks at a time, but there were a couple occasions that my parents were forced to stay there for months due to major surgeries. Home alone in Florida, my brother and I had very different schedules. So, I was alone most of the time. I was only a sophomore in high school, and I found myself having to do pretty much everything on my own. Even though it was onerous, this time in my life is very meaningful to me. It taught me that I will not always have someone to rely on. Even if it was a little earlier than normal, I am thankful that I was forced to become as independent as I am today. I value this chapter in my life, because I believe that being strong and independent is very critical to being able to survive in the world we live in

My parents had just attained engagement when they found out my dad had cancer. My dad had Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma stage four at the age of 25 in1996. My mom and dad were shocked but had hope my dad would make it. My dad has inspired me to be the best I can be and not let anyone stop me. This unexpected event happened before I was born but tremendously affected me. This my dad’s unforgettable story.

In sometime of January, my father was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. He was feeling shoddy for more than five months. At some point, the pain was so horrific he had to go to the doctors to get checked out. The first time he had gone the doctors found nothing. He went a second time, and the doctors thought the pain was coming from his lungs, then they thought it was his heart. Those were neither of his cases, he soon found out the problem was coming from his pancreas.

Continually, my father would come home from work weaker and disable sometimes he could barely stand up. He started getting blurry purple spots on him and that's when I figured something wasn't the same about my father. He used to always carry himself with energy and laughter but, now he couldn’t get out of bed. We took him to the hospital and they told us he had stage 2 cancer. This experience has not only changed me as a person but changed the way I had to live for a while. When my father had to be on around the clock care at the hospital me and my older sister had to help out around the house. While most 4th graders were outside playing with their friends, I was inside everyday helping my mom cook, clean, and feed the dogs. I had to step up a lot and do more thing that i'm not used to because my dad wasn't around to help us out. We would go up to the hospital about every other night and stay up there and spend the night watching over my dad at night. My dad’s cancer taught me that life is too short to be wasting my time on the little things that aren't even important! I’ve realized l I need to make every minute and every moment

His friend said he had nothing to worry about, most likely it was just a fatty tumor. As days went on he grew more and more exhausted and was not acting himself. After deciding to look into another doctor he found out the news, terminal stage 4 lung cancer had filled his whole chest cavity. The doctors seemed urgent and wanted to get a biopsy to look into the tumor more closely. He was rushed to the Lutheran Hospital in Fort Wayne and they told him immediately that the outcome was not going to be a positive one. With that news the whole family was crushed. Questions began to fill all of our heads. “How did this happen?” “What could I have done to prevent this?” These were all questions that we had, but couldn’t be

After time, my family had gotten use to seeing him with his pale skin, drooped face, and the inability to be active. My family and I were use to caregiving at this time in his life. Such as, helping him to the bathroom, changing the bandages on the cancer sites, and eventually feeding him. Looking back on it now, I didn’t realize how much suffering he went through until I think about all the things he could not do on his own. Eventually, we had to hire a professional caregiver. Good Samaritan Hospice was such a big help to my family and treated my grandpa with the proper care. Hospice care was with him from April to October of 2016. The last two weeks of my grandpa’s life was the hardest thing I have had to go through so far. In his last days I miss sharing “ I love you’s” with him. This was such a special thing for me to hear from him because he was always the type of person to hide his emotions. He had always believed that love was shown through actions rather than words. Hearing it for the first times from him felt overwhelming because through my childhood I never heard him express affection with his

My dad was diagnosed with cancer about 5 years ago. I was in middle school so I knew enough to understand that it was a very serious and scary thing which not all people can defeat. I had a very frightening realization that he could die and I might only have a limited time left with him. When he started to receive the chemotherapy treatments I knew that I had to step up and help out. This taught me that I had to get things done and I couldn’t procrastinate. He ended up defeating the cancer and coming home soon after, I’ll always remember how this experience taught me to stay strong and

My mom and dad went to the hospital every Thursday for my dad to get chemotherapy. My mom had to sit and wait for him to get done. After he had his chemotherapy, he didn’t feel so great, so they went home and he laid down. 1-2 months after it spread my dad had surgery to take the cancer out of his liver. They took quite a bite of it out. Then they tried something new on him called radiation beads. It's where they put little beads where the cancer is and they’re filled with radiation. We could not be around him due to the radiation beads. But they helped a lot and he was “cancer free” for one

“I have stage 3 colorectal cancer” is not something I ever expected to hear from anyone, much less my father. The day I was told by my parents that my father had cancer changed our lives forever. On Friday, February 23, 2007, we were told what to expect, but could not have known what would lie ahead. Then began the five plus hour drives to Houston, Texas to MD Anderson Cancer Center. We tried to keep things light although we were all thinking the same thing, what would happen next and where would it leave us? We told ourselves we could handle it; that he would sail through chemotherapy and surgery and be back to normal in no time. I couldn’t have anticipated that “normal” would never be an option again. Our two-year journey began with

In 2010, doctors diagnosed my father with a rare form of cancer with dismal survival rates and gave him nineteen months to live. As a father of three, he wanted to be the best father he could to my siblings and I for as long as possible.

Cancer has been a part of my life since I was younger. My grandma and aunt were diagnosed and luckily, they both won their battles. Unfortunately, not everyone is as lucky. My best friend’s mother was diagnosed when she was extremely young and she did not even know what the word cancer meant. She had no idea one word could cause someone

up and followed my daily routine: brush my teeth, put on my clothes, and went to school. Little did I know, that would be the day that changed everything. I found out that my uncle Danny had been diagnosed with lung cancer. The chemo originally worked and he went into remission. After a few months of remission, the doctors said he would have a few months to live. After he passed away, I couldn't talk to him. I couldn't see him anymore. He was just gone. Cancer ended the life of someone very precious to me and his death sparked the beginning of my desire to battle this disease.