by: Donald Martin
There's nothing in this world like your mom and your dad. I was born at Wayne county hospital in Wayne Michigan to Mr. Henry Ellsworth Grim and Mrs. Linda Grim. I had an older brother named Henry Grim Jr. My mom had 10 kids in her family and dad had 9 in his. My mom is a very caring person and dad was in his own way. We lost dad in March of 2006 from lung cancer and this is why im writing this. My mom and dad were very hard working people. Dad he just wanted his family to like him so he always tried to find a way to be as good as they all were. Well my dad he didn't know it but he was the best one of all.
He started driving his own rig in 1999 and boy was he doing well. He wanted my husband and I to have are own home so he saved up money, $3o,ooo to be exact, and they bought the most beautiful home. But you know how they say, when things are going good, something is bound to go wrong. Well it did, my dad he got cancer and they did his surgery. In the mean while mom was home packing up the boxes cause they now were losing everything they had, there new house, there new semi, everything. And they came to live with Don and I, where we would help my mom take care of dad.
He really came back good from the surgery and the doc said there was no sign of cancer and we were so excited. But a little while later he had to go back in he needed a bypass done a triple bypass. Well we did that and he came through with flying colors. My dad by this time was known as the miracle patient. We all thought by now he was going to beat all odds know matter what. But low and be hold here came Mr. Cancer back again. This time they found it and started him on chemo. That was hard on dad but he was going to live one way or another. He said that he was going to see my babies grow up. Well the chemo worked and no sign of cancer again. But it wasn't long and dad was sick and in the hospital and they found his cancer back again. We were so afraid we did not want to lose dad, he was our light our life and he was my dad. So for us he went in and fought this cancer one more time.
My dad was so tired by this time. I felt so bad for him. He was very sick from the chemo. He could hardly get outside cause it took all he had to walk. Well dad took me my mom and my brother aside and said I know im going to die if I stop my chemo. But I just can't do it any more. So he went in to his cancer doctor and said I want to stop my chemo, but I want you to tell me how I will die. The doc told him that he will pretty much drown to death. That the fluid will just build up and he would not be able to breath. So he made to decision to stop his chemo.
My uncles Butch and Larry spent allot of time with him. He loved his motor cycle so they went on the motor cycle rides and the camp outs. He just loved it they would take him to dinner. He did well but it wasn't 6 months and he started to spit up blood and not be able to walk from the living room to the bathroom. So we helped him do pretty much everything. My dad he had a great out look on life and he took every day as it came. He made a tape for his grand children and he told them things about his life.
We had him a bowling benefit because his last wish was to see Disney World so we took him for Christmas and he loved it. But on March 1st 2006 he woke up real sick could not get off the potty. So he called to my mom to help him. They went out to the living room and he sat her down and told her mom im sorry but at the end of the day I will not be here. He asked her to call Butch, Larry and the pastor and tell them to get there right away. They all came, then she called me and said Peg if you want to see dad you better get here cause he's going to die today. So I hurried got the kids and left to go be with him.
When I got there I walked in his room and said what do you think your doing. He said im ok baby I promise im not dieing today. But with out me knowing he had already told my mom he was not going to make the day. Well we called everyone in our family and the came to say good bye. I think it was about seven that night and I heard someone say oh my god and allot of crying. I ran out the door I know my dad was gone and I would never see him again. I cant tell you that was the day the world lost a good man. I try even to this day to think that my dad is in a better place but I cant picture my dad being in a better if were not there. I guess im just missing him. Since dad died my mom and I have found the lord and we found that he will get us through anything if we put him first. Just remember that when you lose someone that we only want them because we don't want to miss them or hurt. But the hurt is not half as bad as the hurt they had from being sick so we need to thank the lord for taking him to a better place and that is heaven. God bless everyone who has ever lost someone like my dad our light our life or husband our father just a great man.
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Donald Martin
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