“now the God of hope fill you with all the joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope through the power of the Holy Ghost.” Romans 15:13
there’s no turning back now. daddy is finally in the forefront of the battlefield called cancer. he is in the first line of painful attacks which began to radiate to his back now; all the way to those who care for him. because when we realize that he is in pain, we can almost feel his suffering too. perhaps not in physical terms. nonetheless, it is way too consuming. it slowly eats away whatever courage we have gathered.
they say cancer is a painful disease. i know that it is. but how painful can it possibly be? i guess even those who are afflicted cannot exactly equate with words. daddy is already old and weak. the doctors said it is no longer advisable for him to undergo surgery. so we’re left with lesser options, yet relatively effective as well.
in this corner, is Manny Pacquiao.
so how did he got into the middle of this fierce battle that is my dad’s? first of, there’s no longer any need to explain who manny pacquiao is, what with his 7 boxing titles and millions of dollars not to mention his new diamond studded belt. likewise, we’ve already heard how every time manny pacquiao had major fights abroad, the Philippines experience zero crime rate. and how ironic that during his fights, the nation unites as one solid pinoy country. YOU KNOW 🙂 (that’s manny’s famous line)
yesterday was no exception. every filipino in every corner of the archipelago and the world as well, was glued to the tv, internet or radio, if not that fortunate enough to sit on the ringside, to witness every punch thrown and received by pacman. daddy was that filipino. he never missed any pacman bout on tv, and i can say he is really a fan. but yesterday was special. aside from the usual peace that a pacquiao fight brings, manny brought into our family something more precious than money can buy. as daddy watched manny’s fight, daddy forgot he has a fight of his own. mommy said, it was as if his pain was gone. i recall the times past when he would watch with such eagerness and excitement. i can just imagine how manny brought my daddy back to his old self; when he was young and well, even if for just 12 rounds. and for that, i salute you manny.
in the other corner is Zoladex.
“zoladex relieves some symptoms of advanced prostate cancer in men and advanced breast cancer in premenopausal women. it reduces the levels of testosterone in men and estrogen in women. the hormones mentioned are said to encourage the growth of certain cancers. ” – from www.healthsquare.com
“The following adverse events were reported in greater than 1%, but less than 5% of patients treated with ZOLADEX 10.8 mg implant every 12 weeks. Some of these are commonly reported in elderly patients.
CARDIOVASCULAR – Angina pectoris, Cerebral ischemia, Cerebrovascular accident, Heart failure, Pulmonary embolus, Varicose veinsDIGESTIVE – Diarrhea, HematemesisENDOCRINE – Diabetes mellitus HEMATOLOGIC – AnemiaMETABOLIC – Peripheral edemaNERVOUS SYSTEM – Dizziness, Paresthesia, Urinary retentionRESPIRATORY – Cough increased, Dyspnea, Pneumonia SKIN – Herpes simplex, PruritusUROGENITAL – Bladder neoplasm, Breast pain, Hematuria, Impotence, Urinary frequency, Urinary incontinence, Urinary tract disorder, Urinary tract infection, Urination impaired. ” – from www.rxlist.com
today, daddy will have his first zoladex implant. based on the side effects noted, we fear that the worse is yet to come. in fact, the adverse events mentioned seem far more terrifying than the disease itself. but if it’s any consolation it is said that “symptoms may actually get worse during the first few weeks of therapy. however, as hormone levels subside, the patient should begin to feel an improvement” – from www.healthsquare.com
whatever the outcome of daddy’s treatment, in three months he is scheduled for another implant. we’re not sure also, if manny pacquiao will decide to fight anew in three months. but one thing is certain, zoladex and pacman brings hope to daddy. momentary hope that lasts maybe for 12 rounds or three months.
but then again there is a hope that springs eternal. and that hope is our Lord Jesus Christ, our Saviour… our Healer. He is my daddy’s doctor.