When my mom and dad called me downstairs to talk, I rolled my eyes. My grades hadn't been as good as they should have been my second semester of college, and I was not prepared to discuss it ... again. What I didn't realize is the news that would come would shake me far worse than any plummet in my grades: My dad had cancer.

My dad's AML diagnosis and treatment
When my dad was initially diagnosed in El Paso, Texas, he was...