I remember it like it was yesterday. It was night time and the sky
was dark except for the stars. My family and I were in the house and my
dad was experiencing a lot of pain on one side of his stomach. My mom
tried to get him to go to the hospital but he wouldn't. Over the hours the
Finally the pain got so bad that he had to go to the hospital. My
brother and I had to stay with my grandmother while my mom was at the
hospital with my dad. It took all day at the hospital to find out what was
wrong. After a number of tests the doctors determined that the pain he
was experiencing was due to cancer. He had cancer in his left kidney. We
were all very concerned about this and so he went into surgery almost
immediately. While he was in surgery I thought a lot about how I never
thought one of my parents would ever have to go through something like
this. When you like your life day to day normally you never stop to think
what if "this" were to happen. And this surgery really made me stop and
think. Being young I thought about stuff like "What if something were to go
wrong and I didn't have a dad anymore?", 'What would it be like living
just me my brother and my mom?", " Would people look at me different?"
Would I look at myself differently? These are only some of the things that
I can remember being at my grandma's as long he was in the
hospital and my mom my brother and I were very worried. I didn't
understand what was going on because I was so young. I cried a lot and
had to be comforted by having my questions answered. While he was in
the hospital, he didn't seem to be my dad. We was quiet and soft-spoken,
always whispering. He was really pale and tired. He walked up and down
the halls slowly with his IV. He had his st
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