The Darkest Day
Today was the day I was dreading since May of 2002. Today my best friend, my mentor, my fishing buddy and most importantly my Dad passed away. He was diagnosed with lung cancer in May of 2002. We went through radiation, and chemo, which put the cancer into remission. During that time, I spent as much time with him as possible. I'd skip out of work early just to go fishing. I really look back at that and I am so thankful I spent that time with him.
I had talked with him in August of 2003, while he was in Pennsylvania and I was in South Florida, and we talked for over two hours. Which is a rarity with him, since these old Polish guys never want to speak more that 3 words to anyone, unless it'll get them another beer. And as we spoke everything seemed to be fine, he seemed to be in good health. We were talking about going to Vegas in the winter time, we had made plans for a lot of different things.
Then I got the news, my Mom called, they were going to the hospital in Wilson, North Carolina for some CAT scans, because he was having major stomach/rib pains. Well it turns out the cancer had came back and with a vengeance. It had spread to his liver, pancreas, and lymph nodes. He had lost a lot of weight and his doctor in South Florida wanted him back ASAP..
He got back on Sunday, and was admitted into the hospital that Monday on Sept 1. We were hopeful that the chemo was going to do the trick. So we were in and out of the hospital during the following weeks. He was still coherent, and able to hold conversations.
Chemo didn't work. It was too late, the cancer had spread too fast, and was doubling every eighteen hours. It was time to take him to his home. This is where I spent every minute after work at. I only came to my home long enough to let the dogs out , shit, shower and shave. I watched as his body slowly shut down as did his abilities to communicate. We had a lot of family and friends come by on a regular basis. It was really like Christmas everyday.
Then finally at 2:40 am on November 20, 2003, the strongest man I know gave his last breath. Me and my Mom were by his side through it all. He fought death and cancer every step of the way and all I know is that he is in Heaven, probably out fishing, with his father and uncles.
I want to say thank you to my mother for all she did for him. She is truly an angel. She stood by his side every day, hour and minute. I am sure after all the hospitals, and doctor offices that she could become a nurse, without even studying.
Ok, now that I've filled my keyboard with tears. I am gonna get the hell away from the computer for a couple days. Thanks for listening to me and allowing me to blow some steam off. I want to say this too, My Dad was the biggest supporter of Crazyshit.com, he might not have known what the hell it was except for the pictures I showed him,but he sure did stick bumper stickers and stickers everywhere he went and told everyone he met about it too.
Dad, I love you and you will always be in my heart.
Rest in Peace, Julius 'Jay' Michael Dombroski 1940-2003