Although if you saw me you wouldn’t believe that I’m the type, I believe that everything happens for a good reason and I believe in miracles. About three years ago my family was going through some really serious drama. My mom thought that my dad was cheating on her. The house was filled with conflict and yelling. It was impossible to escape it and I spent most of my time either isolated in room on the computer, down in the basement working out at our make-shift gym, or most often out with friends. Eventually, my mom broke and forced my dad to get tested for STD’s. This was a big deal to my dad since he had gone to the doctor in over ten years. He hated being poked and prodded by strangers. When he got back his tests it was proven that he was clean of STD’s. This was great news but there was bad news too. The doctor found something else much worse than a bug, my dad was diagnosed with advanced prostate cancer and was given three years to live. The entire mood in our house changed. The anger turned into sympathy and my mom and I started to really try and appreciate every minute we had left with my dad. About a year after his diagnoses we were given a call from a doctor up in New York. He told us that there was an experimental treatment for my father. It consisted of him being exposed so some kind of chemicals to slow down the spread of the cancer and then they were going to go in surgically and remove as much of the cancer as possible. The surgery was risky and dangerous and the treatment had a very low success rate. It was estimated that my dad would have only a 1/100 chance to be completely cured. Even though it was risky my dad went for it since he felt like he had nothing to lose. After a six hour surgery the doctor came to us and said that the surgery was a complete success and after a few more months of chemo and radiation therapy he was 100% cancer free. It was a miracle! I believe that the bad times my family went through were necessary for my dad’s cancer to be caught. I also believe that the dark times made my family stronger and closer and in the end everything is better.
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