June 2008 - that's when our lives changed forever. I was at work when I found out that my dad had cancer. Sixth floor, A wing, Hendrick Medical Center. I was a glorified housekeeper for a short while back then before I became a CNA/CNC. I had brought my cell to work that day because daddy had a doctor's appointment and I wanted to stay updated. Me and mom thought he had gallbladder issues, from the symptoms and pain he had when he ate. But this was not the case.... three doctors later on the same day, we had a tentative diagnosis: pancreatic cancer. That evening I stood at the end of the quiet hallway listening to my mom cry on the other end of the phone and trying to be the supportive daughter even though I cried like a baby after we were done talking. My coworker and my supervisor both hugged me and told me it would all be ok.. what a crock of shit that turned out to be.