The Darkest Day

on 11.20.2003

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.

Jay, Jay@crazyshit.com

Rest in Peace, Julius 'Jay' Michael Dombroski 1940-2003

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Comments From the Peanut Gallery
hey bud..i readed your story and it realy touch me ..i lost a good freind from cancer too ..i know how its hurt ...i just want to send you my sympathie....take care buddy!!
posted on: 11-21-07 @ 2:15 PM

Wow, Jay. thats right from the heart man. I lost my best friend to cancer. hell, ive lost alot at a young age. its lifes shittiest aspects that just make u wonder sumtimes. ur dads for sure up there right now drinkin a beer and fishin. U'll be right there with him when the time comes. Thats what I think about when I think about my brother. almost makes things a lil easier to. They lived their lives to the fullest in the time they've been given. I didnt lose my brother to cancer, but Mat didnt make it. Just keep ur head up bud, and enjoy the blue sky's, thats then lookn down on u. I know I do.
posted on: 05-07-08 @ 5:42 PM

I'm not that good at words when it comes to stuff like this,but I send my deepest sympathy to you and your family,Jay.Sounds like your Pop was a tough boy,and he had a great woman on his side.God bless him.One day,I'm sure you'll get the bite of a lifetime,and you'll fight that fish with all you got,and everything you learned from the old man will bring her on home!Keep your head up,big guy.
posted on: 11-11-08 @ 8:41 PM