My clinical practice setting is in various acute care settings at a large teaching hospital in Toronto, where I am part of a nursing resource team. Most of my clinical experience is with oncology patient populations. This week, I was able to interview a family that I have cared for a couple of days as we have created a family-nurse therapeutic relationship, during that time I felt that they would be willing to proceed with the discussion of their illness experience. The patient was a sixty-five year old female woman; her admitting diagnosis is metastasised lung cancer with a poor prognosis, along with dementia as of a month ago. She is widowed for five years, her deceased husband passed away from congestive heart failure.
Everybody in the family was super happy and proud of him and so was he. But unfortunately a couple years after the cancer came back, but this time in his lungs. He pushed through for a really long time until he couldn't do it, he just couldn't last any longer. Unfortunately, he passed away, the doctors couldn't do much to get rid of his lung cancer. Him having cancer not only once, but two times was obviously the biggest roadblock of his life.
Okay, everyone gets sick, that is just a part of being human. As my mother continued to explain, she mentioned that my father will be starting chemotherapy this week to treat his lymphoma. As any teenage boy would do, I acted as though I was strong and unaffected, when in reality, I was confused. I’ve always heard about chemotherapy and other treatments, but
My childhood and my innocence came crashing down when my dad told me the worst sentence that I’ve ever heard in my life, “Your mom has cancer”. There is nothing, no amount of mental or physical pain you can inflict me with, that could compare to what I felt in that moment. My dad gave us the news after my mom was taken to the hospital in the middle night because she could not breathe. So while we were hoping for her to breathe safely, we get hit with an even worse situation.
I had a comparable experience to this in the absence of my grandma after she fought a chronic illness for 12
Being a caregiver is hard work, but Dr. Green and myself, set aside time to provide for those. After months of painful chemotherapy, her aunt decided that she no longer wanted to live with the side effects of chemotherapy. After the death of her aunt, three months later her uncle was diagnosed with
Two or three years ago my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. When she told me my first reaction was to cry and pray for my mom. It is a hurting feeling when you think you are going to lose the ones you love in any type of way. No matter if it’s thru a relationship or death. No one wants to lose
According to the National Cancer Institute, about 40% of people will be diagnosed with cancer at some point in their life, and there were approximately 13,776,251 people living with cancer in 2012. Cancer is a common disease with many types and forms. The book The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot shows the story of a woman with cervical cancer, and how her illness affected herself and her family. Although cancer affects a patient physically, it also has effects on the patient mentally and financially, as well as it challenges patients to change their lifestyles for the better.
When I was seven years old my great-grandma was dying, and she was in a lot of pain. A couple years ago she caught this disease that we had no idea about, so we went online and read all about it. It turned out that her cancer came back, however, my family thought that it could go away since it disappeared last time. The next week it got worse, so we took her to the doctors. The doctors said that she couldn 't get rid of her cancer, and that she didn 't have a lot if time to live.
It has been my relief and friend. By far the hardest thing I have been through is watching my Grandma fight and die from cancer. One of my Grandma’s favorite things to do was watch me play ball. But, when I
When my mother's dad passed away from a brain aneurysm it was very hard on her. She was very close with her father, and she loved him very much. She became lost, and slightly out of it for a few weeks it was a sad time ,and tough time for my family we were devastated. When this tragedy occurred in my family my mother flew to new york where he lived for the funeral, and so did the rest of the family. I realized then that no matter how busy the family was, when this happened we came together to console one another.
She fought through stage 3 cancer and by the grace of God she is now better than ever. The moral of this is that no matter what comes her way she never gets terrified of anything she never lose faith. My mother is a really strong woman. My mother is my hero because she’s a hardworker.
I watched my mother fade away slowly as she was battling pancreatic cancer. I looked after her everyday as best as I could; however, the feeling of my eventual solitude was unbearable.The thought of my mother’s imminent demise made me feel like my heart was being continuously stabbed. Watching my mother suffer was one of the hardest things I have ever had to go through. After her passing; something changed in me, darkness filled where love once was. I always knew deep down, that my mum was not going to make it; however, knowing this did not make it any easier.
I intend to pursue my goal and set financial stability for myself. In the next couple of years I plan to graduate college and pursue my dreams to be great. I will be financially stable and overall feel good about the decision I have made . I need to stay focused so can accomplish my goals in life to be successful I know everything I work hard for will pay off . Being able to do what I love most is all I need in life.