Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Im just keeping the faith

Yesterday afternoon around 1 pm my mom passed away in the nursing home in Selmer, Tn due to liver and stomach cancer. I'll just share a quick story about my mom that shows what kind of person she was. Her name is Peggy Turnbow and if your in the Selmer, Tn area Thursday afternoon, drop by Shackleford funeral home and pay your respects to someone I consider one of the most loving and caring mothers a person could ever dream of having. A few years ago I was having my own battle with cancer. It was in my mouth and my doctor at UAB in Birmingham put me on an experimental drug and it really made me sick. Mom met me at the airport on a Friday afternoon. I had been in Florida at a cancer clinic with my girlfriend who was fighting cancer as well at the time. We went by UAB for my treatment and then my employer to pick up my check before we went home that evening. He was/is a certain well known political person here in the south and he refused to pay me and my co-workers our final check for the work we did for him as he was closing up that Friday night. He was mad at everyone apparently because he had lost his election. Battling gum cancer and my girlfriend battling it as well and then going in and literally being insulted by this person was nearly too much for me to bear during that time. But I went out to the car and told mom what had happened in there and she just said well just keep the faith and itll be ok. I got home that night and I barely made it to the bathroom. I was so sick and having one vomiting spell after another from that treatment. Mom called my doctor that night and he called in a prescription for me to the local pharmacy. But by that time I had went through every penny I had fighting my own battle with cancer and also helping my girlfriend out as well. She would later succumb to the cancer she was fighting as well. Anyway we needed money that night desperately. I laid down and went to sleep that night after I took the last of the painkillers that I had prescribed for me. I woke up the next morning and I went through looking for mom and I looked out the kitchen window and she had put a bunch of my stuff out and was having a yard sale. I was so sick I just went back to bed and I woke up again at noon and I went out there and asked her if she had sold anything. She shook her head and said not a single person had stopped all day. I went back in and laid down after going through anouther vomiting spell and I woke up at 4 that afternoon. I went outside again and I could tell no one had come by and I told her. Mom come on in, Teresa and Caroline( my girlfriends mom and aunt) will be back tomorrow with Heather from the Mayo Clinic and Ill get them to put a scare into that guy to pay me what Im owed. They were both attorneys at a firm in Chattanooga. I figured they would know how to do it. But my mom looked at me and said to give it thirty more minutes and then she would come in. Well I had to run back into the bathroom and when I was trying to get up off my knees I heard a car pull up outside and people started talking. By the time I was able to get up off my knees and out of the bathroom I heard mom open the kitchen door and come in. I met her in the hallway and she had this huge grin on her face and four twenty dollar bills in her hand. She looked at me and said they bought everything for $80. It was a husband and wife and they were opening up a thrift type store and they were going around that afternoon buying up old yard sale items in that area. Mom looked at me and said go back to bed. Im going to get your prescription and she turned around real quick and looked at me and said. See its like I told you last night, you just have to keep the faith and everything will be ok in the end. Long story short I never got sick again after taking that prescription mom went through so much to get for me. Eight weeks later, the cancer went into remission and I havent had any further problems since then. But the next morning after the yard sale I woke up and mom was in the kitchen cooking me breakfast. It was a sausage biscuit, egg and a jelly and butter biscuit with a glass of organic milk. I sat down and I just remember looking at her as we ate and thinking to myself what a lucky person I was to have such a great mother. When people ask me today what does faith mean to me. I just smile and tell them that it means a yard sale and a mothers love. They don't get it but I do and in the end thats all that matters.....

3 comments:

LeftWingCracker said...

I just came over here and saw this; you are in my thoughts....

Melissa said...

I'm so sorry to hear this! May God's grace sustain you and your family during this time.

ashinnyc said...

Danny boy Ill be home in a few weeks. We'll have to get together and have lunch. Love you always ~Ashley~