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My Grandfather's Story

Posted on April 04 2017

There's no real way to start this story about my grandpa and his bravery. But, here's how it goes. In 2006, when I was 1, my grandfather was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. He felt strong for this first fight. He gave his body up to tests and any medicines that would allow him to live longer. He won that fight. He finished it strong supported by my aunts, my uncles, and my grandma. About a year or 2 later, he was diagnosed with Leukemia. He, again, gave himself up to treatments and medication. He wanted to be with his family longer and no one believed that God was ready for him. He, like his strong self, won that battle. Of course, God wasn't done with this tough and brave soldier yet.

After being retired for about 3 months, he had a stroke in February of 2015. It left him with a trake for a while. He had trouble talking and walking. He had to go through extensive therapy so that he could walk again. He was eventually able to walk on a cane. He used a cane for the remainder of his years. He also had an eye disease that affected his vision majorly. Not even glasses could help him see okay again.

His doctor eventually discovered that his white blood cells were very low. He was then diagnosed with leukemia, again, in August of 2016. Since this was the first cancer I watched him go through, I cried for months praying that God wouldn't take him from me. He couldn't undergo normal cancer treatment. He was treated at The James Ohio University. They happened to be looking for "Guinea Pigs" for the drug that would, hopefully, be able to cure special cases of cancer such as his. This drug wasn't for him. He wanted to go off of it. At his request, he was taken off of it.

Once he was taken off, he had one request,"Hospice" and "Home". My grandma had him brought home for his last days. On September 6, 2016, about 8:00 PM, he took his last breath.

He was a special person to me. We have many similarities, such as, our love for $$$$, our love for cars, and our love for Hershey. This man, in my definition, was a warrior. He was and still is the strongest person I know. He faced many challenges and stop signs in his life. But, like a bulldozer, wouldn't he wouldn't let them stop him. He hated cancer. He hated hospitals, and he hated things that wouldn't cooperate with him. He was known by family and friends for his one-liners. That was one of his best qualities.
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