All I know is that, my parents did everything they could to raise us- even if life's that hard. My dad works as a farmer and construction worker while my mom is a housewife (sometimes she does laundry and errands for other people). So, when I found out that my dad has a Stage 4B Gastric Carcinoma (Stomach Cancer), I couldn't believe it. 😞 I was wondering why a hardworking father had to go through this, but I know that God has a plan for him and for us-his family.
It started last year when he was complaining of his acid reflux and high blood pressure. When they went to see the doctor, they said that it's just a simple ulcer or gastritis. They gave him medicines which he took for a couple of months. Feeling better, he continued working as a farmer and construction worker.
Last October 2018, I went home to see them (for a short time), I asked him about his health and he said he was okay and there's nothing to worry about. I went back to my workplace with no worries at all.
But then, I didn't expect the first message I received on the second day of January, 2019. They rushed my dad to the hospital because he's not feeling well--his skin turned pale and yellowish and he can't even stand up. And he had lost a lot of weight. 😥 That was on the first of January--New Year's Day at the hospital. I was so worried that I wanted to go home (but I don't have budget). The only thing that I could do was to pray, pray and pray.
On that same week, he underwent ct scan, ultrasound and endoscopy. They found out that there's a mass (lump) in his stomach, and so they took a sample. When the results came, we felt relief because it's non-malignant. After a few days of treatment at the hospital, they went home. But then again, before the date of his follow up check up, he felt so sick. He can't eat, even if he tried to, he kept on vomiting. It seems like his stomach didn't want to accept all the food that he's eating. (Note: he is on a liquid diet. We need to blend his food so it can pass through his stomach.)
That's when we decided to move him to the city's hospital. The doctors did the tests again and found out that the mass got even bigger and worse, it is MALIGNANT. The only option was surgery. The doctors had a couple of options on what to do, but it would depend on my dad's condition when they would open his stomach. (We were praying for a simple surgery because we're quite worried about the bills). The surgery pushed through in February. For almost 9 hours that he stayed in the operation room, we know that God is in control (we were all worried at the same time, especially for me because I'm miles away from them. I wanted to go home at that moment but I can't because of work and I need to wait for the end of the term. I was really praying for the best because I wanted to see my dad alive and healthy).
After the surgery, we were informed that they weren't able to remove the mass because cancer cells already affected his liver and pancreas. And they said it STAGE 4B. 😭 Also, we had to feed him though a tube connected directly to his small intestine. So they gave us another option--chemotherapy. The doctors said that chemotherapy might help in shrinking the mass and they could operate after that. Because we believe that he will be healed, we went for it.
I can say that my dad is a fighter. What I'm thankful for is his Hope and Faith. If there is one thing that I can learn from this trial and from my dad, it is trusting in the Lord that He will bring us through this- physically, emotionally and financially. We know that He will touch other people's hearts.
Right now, my dad just finished his second chemo session and we have seen great improvements on his body.
We thank you for whatever amount you can donate to help the family. May the Lord bless you tenfold!