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hospital, he didn?t have much choice since he couldn?t talk through his screams. When we arrived at the hospital, we checked him in and he ended up in the intensive care unit. After one day, the doctor?s ran tests as to what was wrong with his condition and came to my grandparents and mom with the results. The doctor told them that my father had an advanced stage of liver cancer, which had spread through his liver for at least 18 months before we found out. We saw the effects of the cancer had on his stomach when they showed us a picture of it. His stomach?s lining didn?t exist anymore; there were remnants of white spots, which was what remained of his stomach. The doctor said since his stomach was so distorted, it affected the foods he took in. My father knew about it before we

did since he went for a checkup about over a year ago, and I guess it would explain why he pushed us so far from him and started to keep the bottle so close to him. My dad was a drunk but he was a drunk that was a fighter. It could sound stupid but that?s the way he has always been this way. He?s a person that could never give up at anything he did. When he knew he loss a game, he kept playing that game until he won his opponent in Nintendo. When he got these pains, he had to hold on to something to relieve the pain, which was usually my hand. If I saw into his eyes, I always saw my old father that was fighting to hold on to us and would not give up; I guess that?s why he?s still pushing himself today. I hoped he would stop after he came from the hospital but he didn?t. He stayed

in the hospital for two months and promised he wouldn?t drink anymore or at least try to stop. We believed him and hoped he would start taking the treatments. He cut back his working ours when he went back out and was suppose to go to the hospital every Friday to get his treatment. It was a lot of fun to have a family again at the time, we actually started to talk to each other and updating each other as to what is going on at work, school, and in the family. Everything seemed to be relaxed and normal between the three of us but that didn?t last very long. From what I know, he started to drink again after 3 months. How did I find out he was drinking? Well, that was interesting for me to find out. I came home from junior high on a half-day and no one knew about it. The time could

have been around 12-12:30pm, the time when my dad should of been at the hospital taking care of himself but to my surprise and disgrace, I found him at home having drinks and blasting music like there was no tomorrow. He tried to explain to me what he was doing but he couldn?t even try to do that because he kept saying things what a normal drunk would say at this moment- gibberish. He was awake when my mom came home from work and she figured out what happened as soon as she saw his face and without a word she walked back out the house. He could have done this for any amount of time and we would never have found out since he?s always asleep when we came home. Up to today, I don?t think he still knows what he has done to me and my mom. I realized from that day that I could never

trust him again. I could see how he hurt my mother just by looking in her eyes. She felt betrayed just like I did, he played us both for fools and I don?t think he regrets it to this day. My reason for saying that is simply because he hasn?t even made an effort to show some type of remorse of what he did. He killed a part of me that day which has stuck with me and because of this our house has returned to a state of war. No one has spoken to each other since we found out. It has become like three strangers living under one roof who are stuck with each other whether we like it or not.