Tuesday, April 13, 2004

I'm losing my tita to cancer.

And while that's not earth-shattering news to some, it sure is to me.

Until now I've taken the disease for granted. It always seemed distant to me since i've never personally known anyone who had been afflicted.

And then when it did happen; when the doctor diagnosed her to have cancer; it came from nowhere and hit us like a speeding truck on an open highway.

Stage 4 colon cancer. We never saw it coming.

That was 19 months ago. For 19 months I was in denial.

I always thought she'd pull through, that she'd give this disease that all-too-famous "taray" look she's always brandished and frighten it away.

But not this time.

She's fighting. God, she's fighting with all she's got. But she can only go so far and now the battle's taking its toll. The signs point towards that dark place we'd rather not go.

And because of that we're praying for a miracle. At this point, it's all we have left.

Inspite of that my tita's not giving up, and by George, i am not either.