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Dad's PSA test

How I dread the 30th of January,
February, May, and August!




January 30, 2007 – My Mom

How quickly time flies, and that dreaded month is fast approaching! I hate to admit it, but there are a few times during the year when I feel sorry for myself, and this is one of those times.

February 15, 2007 – Again, Dad’s appointment for his PSA test to see how his Cancer is doing. You can’t imagine the stress and terror my brothers and I go through on that day.

August 15, 2007 - Dad's 2nd PSA test.

IRAQ IRAQ IRAQ
I hate you!</center>

February 16, 2007 – My oldest brother, along with 11 soldiers, has been giving orders for deployment to Iraq on this day. You cannot begin to imagine the terror I, and the families of the others are feeling inside.

I heard the President give his speech yesterday, and my stomach turned. If I lose my either my brother or my Dad, I just don’t know how I’ll be able to continue.

May ?, ???? – The day the monster from my past attacks me.



I am very superstitious.

Dad had just taken some tests because it was suspected that he had Prostate Cancer.

For a whole week, I’d go to Dad’s house so we could both pray the rosary and say a novena to Padre Pío. When we finished on that particular day, we decided to watch the Pirate movie for the first time. We enjoyed the movie tremendously, and when it had just finished, the phone rang. Dad was told that the test came out positive, and he had Cancer.

I will never, for as long as I live, watch “Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl” again.

The Virgin Mary and Padre Pío did answer my prayers, because my Dad is still alive, but how I wish the test had of come out negative on that day.





I believe in destiny, and my destiny is to live in fear until the day I die.

I've been blessed when it comes to my ability to make money,
but when it comes to my personal life, I've been cursed.

I sometimes recall the day my Mom, Grandmother and I were involved in
a very serious auto accident by a military bus running a red light and
hitting us. I must have been around 6 years old. My Mom and
Grandmother were very seriously injured. I only got a few minor
scratches. It isn’t that I’m a miserable bitch all the time, but there
are times when I wish with all my heart that I’d have died that day.


"Mankind must put an end to war, or war
will put an end to mankind."
- John F. Kennedy, 1961

"I dream of giving birth to a child who
will ask, "Mother, what was war?"
- Eve Merriam


Toda Una Vida
Toda una vida estaría contigo,
no me importa en qué forma,
ni cómo, ni dónde, pero junto a tí.

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