My hero
A couple years ago my grandfather had prostate cancer and he got radiation every morning before work, he battled 40 treatments. But recently at the end of August, he was off with this normal activities such as reading the newspaper, remembering events and names. It was happening for a week straight so my grandmother took him to see his doctor. Shortly after I get a phone call while I’m at work saying “They found bleeding in the brain and they will have to operate immediately”. I instantly started balling my eyes out at work and I talked to my boss and he allowed me to leave early. When I got home my mother, my great aunt and I went to the emergency room to go be with him in case anything major was happening that night. They found out later that day he had a cancerous tumor on his right side of his brain that was the size of a golf ball. The doctors operated on him within the next couple of days, shaving half of his head. After a successful surgery, the doctors informed us that he would also need to receive radiation on his brain to make sure they killed all of the cancerous cells. About a month after the brain surgery, we found out he has spots on the spine from the radiation of the prostate cancer. The doctors knew they would have to operate soon to remove the spots on his spine. After another successful surgery, we needed to start working on his lung cancer. Roswell was hinting on us to move faster with radiation for his lungs because the spots were serious, around stage 3 or 4. So starting in November, he started receiving radiation every couples weeks for 3 hours each time. Last year around this time, he was fixing washer, dryer and refrigerators. He and one of his friends have started a business about 40 years ago and he continued to help build the business up until the last weekend in August last year. He use to be able to do everything and anything he wanted. But since August, he has had to use a walker everywhere he goes or we typically wheel him into places like Roswell. He still has a hard time walking around but we frequently have nurses and physical therapist here, helping him build his strength up, slowly but surely. He is my hero. He did all of this radiation, treatments and surgery for us. I love him more than life, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do or try to do for him. Every time I think life is tough or when something goes wrong, I just think of him and I get the biggest smile on my face. He’s my motivation to succeed in life and he’s my favorite person.
wow, I love how you spoke so strongly about your grandfather. I had got a lot out of this after reading this post. Not only is your grandfather is strong, but you are to. having to go through that amount of pain hearing bad new about someone you love,having to pull yourself together in order to be a good support system. Also seeing a loved one a different way you last saw him can also be heartbreaking. It also showed me that you have a very big heart and that you will go out you way for the one that you love. Nothing but good thoughts came to mind when I read this. You did a very good job writing this, you also picked a good topic.
Speaking on your post on your personal hero. I feel like my whole family id my hero. However, my mother is my super hero. When I was in middle school I had gotten sick. For a month I struggled with stomach pains and felt really sick. I finally went to the emergency room and they examined me and found that I had a sickness that I do not feel comfortable writing on a blog. However ever since then my mom has been my number one supporter making sure my health is taken care of and that I was taking all my medications. I feel like if I did not have my mom I would have ended up in a bad place in life. However, since I was blessed with a great mother I am healthy and in college taking care of myself all alone. PS. She still calls me all the time to make sure I am good.














