Saturday, November 18, 2006

For Dad

A warning... this post may be kind of morbid and depressing. I'm not sure, as I haven't written it yet, but I wanted to warn you. I also wanted to let you know that I am hoping the end will lighten it up a bit... so if you are really interested, try to stick with me...

Yesterday meant it was officially ten years since my father died. I hesitate to refer to the day as an anniversary, because anniversaries seem to indicate celebration. However, it is a day that is marked in my heart. I always become melancholy right around Halloween, and the mood doesn't lift until around the Holiday Party... which is probably one reason I keep throwing it.

He died from prostate cancer, which sucks in many ways. The worst part about it is that it could have been avoided. Very few men die of prostate cancer anymore because it's the slowest developing cancer, and if it's detected early, then it's quite treatable. I'm not mad at my dad, mind you. It would be a bit hypocritical if I were, as I am just as likely to go to a doctor if I'm not feeling well. I really despise going when I'm healthy. So guys, in case you need motivation...

By the time the cancer was diagnosed, it had metasticized to his bones. Basically, we watched as his spine started collapsing. I will admit that bending and coughing isn't the most comfortable way to pass five minutes, but it's a LOT more comfortable than having your back collapse while cancer eats your bones.

end lecture

Today, Ohio State beat Michigan by three points, in what is probably the most anticipated game in college football in over a decade. My dad was an Ohio State alum, and oh how he loved his football team. Let's just hope that when we say "rest in peace," we mean, "rest in a big old easy chair with a cold brewsky watching a hell of a football game." I really like to think that the win was a little nod from all that is good in the world to my Dad.

I love you, dad. Go, Buckeyes!

6 comments:

Amy said...

Sorry Elizabeth.

Anonymous said...

Yeah, "anniversaries" suck times 2.

Cathy said...

Sorry. I didn't really know you before your Dad died. I wish I could've met him.

Jessey said...

I know how you feel, and I'm sorry.

My dad's would-have-been 60th birthday is coming up. It's very sad.

A Girl From Texas said...

My father passed away from pancreatic cancer about 12 years ago. He graduated from the Univerisity of Cincinati so he loved the Bearcats, Bengals and the Reds.

I miss him a lot but he's always with me. I think about him all the time. it seems he's always present in my dreams.

lfkozlowski said...

I am with you sis... Thought the same thing. Love you.