By far it has to be the day my dad died. He spent four months in the hospital at the beginning of 2003 with brain swelling, which caused a huge seizure, which put him in the ICU with a trache tube and a feeding tube. He started to recover and was transfered to a rehab center to get his strength back. The day after he got to the rehab center, his intestines burst and he nearly died (the doctors aren't sure how he lived). He recovered from that, built his strength back up and made it to my wedding. Two weeks later he was diagnosed with stage 3 lung cancer. He died two and half months later after going through chemo and having 3 strokes which left him unable to walk, talk or use his hands. I still haven't figured out what to think of 2003. How do you rank all the stuff that happened to my dad, getting married, and finding out I'm going to be a father, but having my dad die before being a grandfather?
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