Today, we're sharing another death-related Miracle Monday from Sister Paula Hemmings.
When my father was first diagnosed with cancer, our family felt very optimistic that he would take his treatments and become cancer-free. We remained that way through two years of surgeries, chemo, and radiation treatments. You see, his cancer wasn't supposed to be the type that kills you. It should've remained topical, so we thought, "Dad can do this." However, as he entered into the third year of battling this dreadful disease, real concerns arose.
I won't get into the gruesomeness of the cancer, but eventually the doctors told my siblings and me that there was no more to be done. All treatments stopped, and they were giving him enough painkillers to make him comfortable.