I hate cancer.
And the chemo is rough. I never had realized that the chemo can cause anemia which adds to the misery of treatment.
So that is why I am even more committed to giving blood, I remember seeing the difference it made for my dad to receive a transfusion. I remember seeing the color come back into his face, I remember how his voice would sound less tired.
Today, the day before Father's day, I gave blood while thinking of Daddy. He doesn't need it anymore but there are other dads and moms and children and grandparents that do need it.
I like to think that Daddy appreciates my Father's Day gift to him.
I miss you Daddy.