Nguyen Ho Funeral Memorial Service
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Hello all,
This is Nguyen's daughter Yanmei Ho speaking. Some of you may know me by "May" "Mei" or "Yan". I have always been a very private person and don't speak much about my troubles. My father passed away on April 24, 2020 Friday.
I welcome my friends and family to attend his memorial funeral service. Please message me for more details.
If you would like to continue reading, I would like to share his story.
My dad was diagnosed with Nasopharyngeal cancer back in 2013. He went through 6 weeks of combined chemotherapy and radiation therapy. I watched this strong man go through hell and back as a drove him to all his appointments. I watched this strong man fight through his nausea, vomiting, and fatigue all while still managing car, rent, and other miscellaneous payments because they needed to be taken care of. After the 6 weeks of treatment his cancer was gone but we needed to come back monthly to check on him and make sure everything was still gone. Half a year later and he was said to be in remission! CANCER FREE. HALLELUJAH! However, he had trouble talking and swallowing because of the radiation therapy. He had a very raspy voice and it would sometimes be hard to understand him. He continued to have his checkups every several months and there were still no signs of anything.
2017. In 2017 we found a lump on his shoulder. The cancer moved there. Doctors recommended radiation therapy. Radiation therapy alone. My dad didn't tell me. He went through it alone. It breaks my heart that he didn't tell me, but like I said he's so strong and that was his mindset. I don't know how long he went through radiation but IT WORKED! The cancer in his shoulder was gone. He did it again. This amazing strong man did it again. He beat cancer AGAIN.
Mid 2019 came. He started having pain in his neck. This was the original pain he felt when he first had his nasopharyngeal cancer in 2013. We did all the test, scans, blood work and whatever else needed to find out.. that it was back.. his nasopharyngeal cancer was back..
Now, if you dont know, radiation therapy is not recommended to be done in the same place. So that treatment is out of the question. We could go the chemotherapy route but you have to be strong. The toll that it takes on you is just something so great that I have seen and can only imagine how it feels. But of course, my dad was ready to sign up for it.
Soon after we were set and tried to make arrangements for the treatment .. my dad complained of headaches. He had more tests done but now specifically for his head. Tumor. They found a tumor in his head. Now this specific type location of the tumor made it so that it was inoperable. Doctors suggested not to remove because of how dangerous the procedure would be.. Radiation is also very risky for the head. Our best choice was chemotherapy... but at this point my dad was deteriorating .. and fast. This strong amazing man that I would look up to, would not want to get out of bed. This strong amazing man would speak of unbearable headaches he had all the time that your simple over the counter medications did not subdue.
More tests later and they found tumorS. TumorS in the head. There was more than one... there was a lot.. his condition was worsening. Radiation was not recommended because the they would've had to do treatments practically all around his head. Chemotherapy was foreseen to only shrink his tumors about 20%, but how could you ask someone who is so visible fatigued and already in so much pain to bear even more for a chance of only reduced pain.. it doesnt make sense.
All we could do was try to keep my dad healthy, strong and happy so that he would be okay enough to go through chemo as he wanted..
2020. What a freaking year 2020. My dad showed terrible fatigue, weakness, and general decline.
February 24, 2020. My dad collapsed on the floor and had trouble breathing. I tried propping him and tried to make sure he was okay as I frantically called 911. He stayed in the hospital for over a week and everyday I saw him, I saw him get a little bit better and better.
We as a family decided that he should go to a nursing home after his discharge from the hospital. He agreed. My mom and I visited him everyday, even if we couldnt go together we'd visit him separately.
March 10, 2020. The nursing home called me.. they said they called 911 to take my dad to the hospital. He was feverish and had low oxygen levels. I went to the hospital. He was in sepsis shock... at this point I thought I was going to lose my dad. I had never seen my strong father in so much pain.
The next day he was put into an isolated room because they were scared he had contracted COVID-19. I had to be dressed head to toe to visit my father in the isolation room. He was a bit disoriented because I mean who wouldnt be?.. going in and out of the hospitals... not speaking much english and only have english speaker telling you what was happening, what happened to you, and what they were treating you for.
One of my main reasons to visit my dad every day. Every time he was not home with me was for 1. to make sure he knew I loved him and cared for him, 2. to make sure he received the care he deserved. As someone who is primarily a cantonese speaker along with having a hard raspy voice to hear, it was almost impossible to communicate with him and understand him unless you were family. So just imagine when nurses are checking on you to see if you're okay, you're not able to request what you need.. water.. the bathroom.. a phone call... youre hungry or youre in pain.. thinking about it just makes me want to break down... Communication and understanding is really key..
He was discharged back home because he did not want to go back to the nursing facility and our family didnt want him there either. He needed more care than they provided there and you sure as hell will believe we would give that to him.
April 24, 2020. During my hourly check ups on my dad I saw him non responsive.. I administered CPR to my own father.. paramedics came and said he was gone before I even administered CPR on him......
I lost my strong amazing dad.
I will happily, honestly tell you that my life has been HARD. I'm not the type to share any of my troubles with anyone. From having to help pay my family's rent since I first held a job, to translating conversations from my brothers to my parents, to helping my dad arrange all his appointments, to everywhere else I am needed for my family.
Thankfully through all of this my dad lends me his extraordinary strength. My stubbornness that I obtained from him actually has a good side.
Not once did I ever ask for help from anybody. I am asking for help now, biting my tongue and letting out all my pain and sorrows surrounding my dad. I know my mom needs this financial help, and I have always been able to assist her. This is beyond what I can give, especially with my reduced hours from work with the coronavirus. My paycheck has always been openly given to support my family and now it's not enough. Any contribution you can make will help me and my family. Whether that would be financially, spiritually, with words or a share of this page. Thank you so much for your time, words and overall support. I know I can't hide my pain forever so I thank you for letting me finally let it out.
You can also venmo: @yanmeiho or zelle (my cell phone #) me.
GoFundMe takes a % of money if donating through there.
This is Nguyen's daughter Yanmei Ho speaking. Some of you may know me by "May" "Mei" or "Yan". I have always been a very private person and don't speak much about my troubles. My father passed away on April 24, 2020 Friday.
I welcome my friends and family to attend his memorial funeral service. Please message me for more details.
If you would like to continue reading, I would like to share his story.
My dad was diagnosed with Nasopharyngeal cancer back in 2013. He went through 6 weeks of combined chemotherapy and radiation therapy. I watched this strong man go through hell and back as a drove him to all his appointments. I watched this strong man fight through his nausea, vomiting, and fatigue all while still managing car, rent, and other miscellaneous payments because they needed to be taken care of. After the 6 weeks of treatment his cancer was gone but we needed to come back monthly to check on him and make sure everything was still gone. Half a year later and he was said to be in remission! CANCER FREE. HALLELUJAH! However, he had trouble talking and swallowing because of the radiation therapy. He had a very raspy voice and it would sometimes be hard to understand him. He continued to have his checkups every several months and there were still no signs of anything.
2017. In 2017 we found a lump on his shoulder. The cancer moved there. Doctors recommended radiation therapy. Radiation therapy alone. My dad didn't tell me. He went through it alone. It breaks my heart that he didn't tell me, but like I said he's so strong and that was his mindset. I don't know how long he went through radiation but IT WORKED! The cancer in his shoulder was gone. He did it again. This amazing strong man did it again. He beat cancer AGAIN.
Mid 2019 came. He started having pain in his neck. This was the original pain he felt when he first had his nasopharyngeal cancer in 2013. We did all the test, scans, blood work and whatever else needed to find out.. that it was back.. his nasopharyngeal cancer was back..
Now, if you dont know, radiation therapy is not recommended to be done in the same place. So that treatment is out of the question. We could go the chemotherapy route but you have to be strong. The toll that it takes on you is just something so great that I have seen and can only imagine how it feels. But of course, my dad was ready to sign up for it.
Soon after we were set and tried to make arrangements for the treatment .. my dad complained of headaches. He had more tests done but now specifically for his head. Tumor. They found a tumor in his head. Now this specific type location of the tumor made it so that it was inoperable. Doctors suggested not to remove because of how dangerous the procedure would be.. Radiation is also very risky for the head. Our best choice was chemotherapy... but at this point my dad was deteriorating .. and fast. This strong amazing man that I would look up to, would not want to get out of bed. This strong amazing man would speak of unbearable headaches he had all the time that your simple over the counter medications did not subdue.
More tests later and they found tumorS. TumorS in the head. There was more than one... there was a lot.. his condition was worsening. Radiation was not recommended because the they would've had to do treatments practically all around his head. Chemotherapy was foreseen to only shrink his tumors about 20%, but how could you ask someone who is so visible fatigued and already in so much pain to bear even more for a chance of only reduced pain.. it doesnt make sense.
All we could do was try to keep my dad healthy, strong and happy so that he would be okay enough to go through chemo as he wanted..
2020. What a freaking year 2020. My dad showed terrible fatigue, weakness, and general decline.
February 24, 2020. My dad collapsed on the floor and had trouble breathing. I tried propping him and tried to make sure he was okay as I frantically called 911. He stayed in the hospital for over a week and everyday I saw him, I saw him get a little bit better and better.
We as a family decided that he should go to a nursing home after his discharge from the hospital. He agreed. My mom and I visited him everyday, even if we couldnt go together we'd visit him separately.
March 10, 2020. The nursing home called me.. they said they called 911 to take my dad to the hospital. He was feverish and had low oxygen levels. I went to the hospital. He was in sepsis shock... at this point I thought I was going to lose my dad. I had never seen my strong father in so much pain.
The next day he was put into an isolated room because they were scared he had contracted COVID-19. I had to be dressed head to toe to visit my father in the isolation room. He was a bit disoriented because I mean who wouldnt be?.. going in and out of the hospitals... not speaking much english and only have english speaker telling you what was happening, what happened to you, and what they were treating you for.
One of my main reasons to visit my dad every day. Every time he was not home with me was for 1. to make sure he knew I loved him and cared for him, 2. to make sure he received the care he deserved. As someone who is primarily a cantonese speaker along with having a hard raspy voice to hear, it was almost impossible to communicate with him and understand him unless you were family. So just imagine when nurses are checking on you to see if you're okay, you're not able to request what you need.. water.. the bathroom.. a phone call... youre hungry or youre in pain.. thinking about it just makes me want to break down... Communication and understanding is really key..
He was discharged back home because he did not want to go back to the nursing facility and our family didnt want him there either. He needed more care than they provided there and you sure as hell will believe we would give that to him.
April 24, 2020. During my hourly check ups on my dad I saw him non responsive.. I administered CPR to my own father.. paramedics came and said he was gone before I even administered CPR on him......
I lost my strong amazing dad.
I will happily, honestly tell you that my life has been HARD. I'm not the type to share any of my troubles with anyone. From having to help pay my family's rent since I first held a job, to translating conversations from my brothers to my parents, to helping my dad arrange all his appointments, to everywhere else I am needed for my family.
Thankfully through all of this my dad lends me his extraordinary strength. My stubbornness that I obtained from him actually has a good side.
Not once did I ever ask for help from anybody. I am asking for help now, biting my tongue and letting out all my pain and sorrows surrounding my dad. I know my mom needs this financial help, and I have always been able to assist her. This is beyond what I can give, especially with my reduced hours from work with the coronavirus. My paycheck has always been openly given to support my family and now it's not enough. Any contribution you can make will help me and my family. Whether that would be financially, spiritually, with words or a share of this page. Thank you so much for your time, words and overall support. I know I can't hide my pain forever so I thank you for letting me finally let it out.
You can also venmo: @yanmeiho or zelle (my cell phone #) me.
GoFundMe takes a % of money if donating through there.
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Yanmei Ho
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Los Angeles, CA