Hello members. I wanted to write back to tell everyone that on Wednesday, August 15, 2007, I lost my Daddy to this disease. He gained a infection and due to lack to white blood cell count (thanks) to Chemo and he could not beat the infection.

It literally went from Monday, I took him to Chemo and to have Rad later than day. He was in wek 5 of a 7 week course of treatment. In fact, on the Sunday before, I just told Daddy that he only had two more weeks of treatment to go. Little did I know that after I left, he told my Stepmom the Dr. recommended another 3 to 4 weeks of treatment.

Regardless, Monday...he looked sick..actually very sick but I thought he was just dyherarted (excuse spelling). Something in my Daddy's eyes said more but I did not want to believe that. After dropping him off, I told my Stepmom to call me if they needed a ride home.

Dad drove to Chemo almost everyday of that five weeks. I believe he wanted to drive himself....but that could have lead to the infection. Along with the Peg Tube, which I believe became infected also.

Around 1:00 PM Monday afternoon, my Stepmom called me and stated that Daddy was being kept in the hospital. Little did I know that he would never come home. Things when down hill FAST from there.

Daddy had four crashes, a heart attack, loss organ functions by Wednesday at 1:30 AM...I told Daddy after initially begging him to kept fighting on Tuesday (which worked)....his heart rate upon arrival into ICU was 217 BPM, to go ahead and pass to the other side. In 2 hours, it had decreased to 156 and his BP when from 96/37 to 104/70.

When talking to my Daddy (he was under the drug induced coma then and on a ventation) begging him to fight, live and beat this for 45 minutes, I saw a tear come from his eye. Then, when five Dr's told me he was "very, very, sick"...I finally listened to Dr. five.

I stated to the Dr. that if my Daddy heart stop beating on his own, do not began to bring him back. He would have been on full life support then anyway (if they got him back) and probably would have been brain dead.

Personally, I do not know how to cope....what do I do without my life. I need ALL of the support and help I can get to get pass this. Now, I have loss both my Daddy and Mommy to cancer. What do I do now?