How Surgery Affected My Life

April came and it was time to face the fear of my first surgery. “When everything feel like an uphill struggle, just think of the view from the top.” A quote that my parents told me right before I went under anesthesia. The first weeks were tough and were only the beginning of my uphill struggle. Not being able to compete in the sport that I love, having to watch and not compete made me feel as if there was a open pit in my stomach that would never be filled.

A significant challenge that I faced in my life occurred when I suffered a traumatic brain injury in 8th grade. Due to the injury I faced, I was unable to attend school for about a month, and I had to undergo multiple therapies over the span of two years. During this difficult time in my life, I learned that sometimes people judge a person unfairly. While I went to therapy, I looked normal. I did not have any physical obscurities, and this gave people the assumption that I was “normal” and that I could pursue the same activities as them with the same vigor.

The dreadful day was arising. After infinite operations and medications, the conflict would be over. What was that conflict? Daniel Kyle Chalfant had been diagnosed with brain cancer fifteen months before losing the fight. He spent that time in and out of the Reading Hospital, giving him and his family hope just to rip it away.

One week, they took me to a clinic because my body just shutdown. But even worse, the day I almost couldn 't take it anymore was when my dad went to the U.S but we couldn 't join him because didn 't have papers. Literally from there, everything was pitch black to me and I stayed from school for a couple of weeks. From then on, I completely rejected God. All my life I was a good child

Olympic tryouts were approaching in one week and four days, leaving Amanda a limited amount of time for her traumatic ankle injury to heal. Pondering about the thought of the Olympic tryouts and her ankle, she was left not knowing what to do. At last Amanda made the decision to train even though her ankle was severely injured, but Taurus did not support her on this idea. Taurus repeatedly reminded her that the doctor instructed her to allow at least three weeks for her ankle to heal. Amanda 's thoughts started to overcrowded with the possibilities of something going terribly wrong.

I was determined to gain the strength back in my knee, so that I could get back on the basketball court. Unfortunately, I could not play my Junior year because,the doctors said that my knee was still weak. I missed playing with my teammates, and I missed the overall competitive and focused feeling I got from

Our veterans have been treated horribly. They 're waiting in line for 15, 16, 17 days. Cases where they go in and they have a minor, early-stage form of cancer and they can 't see a doctor. By the time they get to the doctor, they 're terminal. It 's not going to happen.

As a result I would be out of cheer and tumbling for four weeks, but I would be back tumbling just in time for

Music has always been a big part of my life, so when I devoted a year of practice to making a program and didn’t make it I was heartbroken. Ever since I first heard of the all-district band in seventh grade, I have worked and tried to get into it. In eight grade I got my first opportunity to try out for all-district band and I was extremely nervous and excited. I had spent countless hours memorizing scales and learning my solo and I even got private lessons for a bit to help learn everything. The day of the tryout came and I went in the scales room and choked up.

It was so different than what I was used to, I did not know the language, and once again, I felt out of place. Once I learned the language, it was hard to read and I constantly felt fear whenever a teacher would call on me. The kids would laugh at me and think that I was not as smart or capable as they were. I always felt like I could not get the grades I wanted. At such a young age, I had to learn how to deal with people thinking that I wouldn 't be able to be successful, and proving them wrong.

The judges decided that they will let me raise the child for a month, but after that they are going to kill me. Each day it feels like my time is going to be over. I wish I could keep her inside me forever, I want her to be safe and healthy. Last night I had a dream where I woke up with a baby crying. I was looking for the crying baby in my dream, but I couldn’t find it.

“It was the best of times; it was the worst of times.” The summer before sixth grade I discovered I had a severe case of Scoliosis. I had an 80 degree curve in addition to my spine being twisted. However; the most devastating thing about it was not fixable with a brace.

February 26 I went into the surgery room, frightened of something going wrong. It was a rough two weeks, harder than any conditioning or the flu I have ever had. The pain was unbearable. With every move of my hip, ankle or knee came a sharp pain, bringing tears to my eyes and me calling for my mom. Soon came therapy;The most boring and uncomfortable thing someone could experience.

I thought that I had beat cancer but then life threw a curve ball my way. I went back for my checkups and the doctors observed a lymph node near my heart. This was my first relapse and I couldn’t help but feel a little defeated. My doctors decided to start me off with surgery with the hope of getting rid of the lymph node faster.

"You have cancer," I’ve been alive for eighteen years, and I’ve been talking for almost seventeen years. Each of these words have been said around me millions of times, but I never thought that I would hear the three of them together. My knuckles were white, and my head was spinning. feeling like the doctor had knocked the wind out of me, I felt my lunch coming back up. Terrified, I sat and listened as the oncologist spoke.