Personal Narrative: My Experience With Cancer

I really didn 't understand why the people in my life started to treat me way better now that they knew i had cancer. If only they had cared about me like this when i wasnt sick. I woke up this morning feeling perfectly fine, i mean after all i had been going to chemotherapy for the past 4 months, but I felt fine, even though i wasnt. " How do you feel? Do you need any of your medicines?" Shouted my mom. " um no I actually feel pretty fine today" i replied. " call me if you need anything, i was waiting for you to wake up so that i can go grocery shopping" she said as she shut the door behind her. I got up & made myself some breakfast & took a shower to start getting ready for the day ahead. As i walked out

I asked what happened & it turns out that the day the doctor called, he wanted to put me on stronger medication. But we never went, so i had some complications. The same day he called, my mom came home from the store & found me laying on the floor, unconscious & callled 911. Turns out i was in a coma for 5 days now. The whole "Christmas party " had just been like a dream. I knew it was too good to be true. I knew no one would go through all that trouble to see me happy. Everyone lost hope after the 2nd day i was in a coma because of the state of health i was in. Which explains why my mom & the nurse were the only ones by my side as I opened my eyes. They were the only ones who didnt lose hope throughout those 5 long never ending days. It was about 9 pm when all that commotion happened, & the doctors wanted to keep me in the hospital to make sure nothing happened so i stayed in the ICU that night. I woke up in the middle of the night, i had this feeling in me that this was the end. No matter how hard i tried to fight these thoughts going through my head, i just couldn 't. I dont blame myself either, because i had been strong enough to fight this battle for quite some time now, but i knew that eventually this battle was going to end. So i decided to write my mom a letter. " Mom Im so sorry, i know this will probably hurt you the most but i cant do this anymore, ive been fighting for a while now

After i signed "your little angel" my body felt 10 times weaker & my eyes were shutting. That is when i knew everything was over. The next morning i was up, but i woke up in the waiting area. The excitement that i felt, knowing i would probably go home was overwhelming! I had mever been this excited to go home. At least i thought i was going home. I saw my mom run past the waiting room with tears in her face & run inside a room that was occupied with someone in there. I was kind of lost at first, why didnt she run to me ? Why did she run to the room? I ran after her & as i ran in i saw her on her knees on the side of the bed. " who else could be in the hospital?" I thought to