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Summer vacation, and school ends for about three months, and
then you have as much fun as you can, then back to school…
right? Well I had to go to summer school, but it wasn’t as bad as
I thought it would be. Everything was going fine, I had a job after
summer school, and that was going fine as well. They say that
summer is supposed to be fun and exciting, and it usually is for
me and my family. However in July my father started coughing
up blood. My father usually doesn’t make it his top priority to go
to the doctors, so he waited about four weeks until he really
didn’t feel good. When dad finally went to the doctors, they told
him it was a virus of some sort. My parents really didn’t go into
detail about the visit. My father then went…show more
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It turned out to be the wrong specialist. My grandmother told one of her friends (who happened to be a
nurse), and she suggested my dad go to pulmonary specialist. So, my father reluctantly scheduled an
appointment at Ellis Hospital. Thank god he did. After a few scans and a few blood tests, the doctors found
three blood clots in my father’s body. Dad had a clot in both of his lungs, and one in his leg. The worst was
yet to come. The doctors were not pleased with his blood results. He had a very low white blood cell
count, and his platelet levels were low as well. They needed to find the cause. One doctor had an idea. The
doctors did what is called a bone marrow extract, this is when they drill a needle into your hip, through the
bone, and take out bone marrow. The results were not something I wanted to hear. I was at my
grandmother’s house at the time when my father called. The doctors found cancer, Acute Leukemia, and it
was traveling through my father’s entire blood stream. The weeks that followed were very difficult. My
mother ended up changing her hours at work so she could visit my father in the hospital. On the weekends
my mom would spend from Friday when she got home from work, to Sunday night in the hospital. I have
an older brother and a younger brother; they are lazy most of the time, so the only help I got was from my
grandmother. Unfortunately, my older brother wasn’t present for three weeks for certain reasons, which
left my ten year old