Brief Summary: The Cause Of Cancer

It all started in the month of March, 2008. My father, Bryson Wood, was rushed into emergency surgery to remove his entire left lung at North Little Rock hospital. The operation was to remove his left lung because it seemed that the lung was infected with aggressive cancer. However, after the procedure; the doctors discovered the lung actually didn’t have cancer. Therefore, a lung removal was not needed, but by then it was too late. After a few years scar tissue from the first procedure found its way to dad’s other lung, his pulmonary arteries to be precise. That caused him to have shortness of breath. Although that is not the worst part of it. The worst part is that the scar tissue was literally squeezing his pulmonary arteries until the capillaries …show more content…
The first one is the largest size, the second one is medium size, and the third one is the smallest size. Anyway, the scar tissue constricted his largest artery first, and closed it off completely. Then the scar tissue got a hold of his medium size artery, and now it is at 50% percent capacity. Fortunately, the scar tissue did not touch his smallest one yet, so, to be on the safe side doctors at the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota, recommended that they put stints in his last two arteries to keep them open as long as they could. All that being said, since he could not get enough blood oxygenated to keep his body fully functional, he would start to cough up cups of blood at a time due to the blood pushing up against the closed artery. You have to realize at the time I was about to turn seven and I wanted to spend time with my father. However, he couldn’t do much with us, because as soon as he tried to play, he would start coughing up blood. In fact, he couldn’t even sleep he would always wake up scared and say; “I can’t go to sleep, because I will literally drown in my own …show more content…
However, it was hard for me, because I was watching my father die a slow, painful death. I had to confide in my mom, grandparents, friends, and especially my church. It was very hard to just sit there and wait for God to do something, but that is all I could do. I mean it wasn’t like I could change anything. So now after years of praying and successful procedures, dad has not coughed up blood in over 3 and ½ years. I have learned a lot from this experience. Not only that God can do miraculous things. But that you never know what you have until you lose it. True I didn’t lose my father, but it felt like I did. If this event would not have taken place, I would not of had formed a tighter relationship with my father. It has allowed me to see how much I didn’t tell my father the simple things like; I love you!, Good night., How was your day?, things like that. In life the simple things are the things that matter