Cancer is usually a terrifying word. Those who have never been told "you have cancer", will never really understand the weight of those words. Even if there is hope, being diagnosed with cancer can completely transform someone 's life. The intent of this article is to help you go through those changes with less turbulence and more balance.
It is January of 2005, and I am on my way to Columbus for my first chemotherapy. I was diagnosed with breast cancer in October of last year. My two sons, Jeff and Jason are coming along with me. Jeff is driving, Jason is in the passenger seat and I 'm in the back seat of Jeff’s 2002 GMC Envoy. I glance out the window and watch as we pass the Shoe. It was chilly and the winds were powerful on this winter day, snow was covering the trees and the ground, it was a beautiful sight of a winter wonderland. We are on our way to the James Center, where I 'm receiving my treatment.
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.
Together we can make a world where cancer no longer means living with fear, without hope, or worse. I alone can’t change the world but I can cast a stone across waters to create many ripples. As soon as diagnosis of cancer is made, a number of questions and emotions flood the patient’s mind. “Why me?” is something which lingers in the mind throughout life.
and I don’t see remission in my future. I worry what the future holds and where I will be in 10 years. How will I take care of myself. Who will I have when my parents are no longer around? Taking life one day at a time is all I can do and that is scary in and of itself.
The doctors tried many types of chemotherapy that physically affected her, but the effect was never positive. I researched her condition and types of treatments for months until I realized there was no solution that her oncologists
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 was a mess.
March 2005, I sat in the passenger seat of my trailblazer staring out the window trying not to look at my husband, Pedro. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I recalled the words he just said to me. I tried to hold in my emotions so he would not think that my faith has been weakened. I knew God had not put this on our family but I still had questions and I still wanted answers. The diagnosis changed my world and how I see it. Pedro’s cancer had returned.
Body A. Mom’s Cancer 1. Her first surgery was on June 3rd, 2015, to get her port put in for chemo. I had never seen my mom in so much pain before, but she kept saying how lucky she was that she didn’t have it nearly as bad as other people. The doctor said 6 months of chemo, a double mastectomy, and then it would all be over. That would have been a great ending, but it didn’t quite end up like that.
Last year was the hardest year ever for me, to hear a call saying my mother had cancer was scary. I knew she would beat it because she’s strong and I knew that it hurted her but she never showed it. Me being the daughter of my mother I knew i had to be strong for her, she always told me to “walk by faith and not by sight” so although the doctors said one thing I knew God had other plans.
For every one hundred thousand men, approximately thirty-six thousand and nine hundred will be diagnosed with some form of cancer and two hundred and eight of those cases will be completely fatal (National Cancer Institute). The statistics of cancer to many are terrifying, especially those affected in some way. Reactions vary from person to person when presented with such a murderer 's disease, whether they themselves are suffering or someone they care about is suffering. Many ideas are shared about cancer and much research is done but in simplicity, cancer is “any evil condition or thing that spreads destructively” (Dictionary.com). Although it is not only the sufferers of the disease suffering horribly but the loved ones in their lives too,
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
Almost every individual has had an experience where they or someone they know have battled a disease. No matter what the disease is, the patient typically is associated with negativity; however, in this memoir by Suleiki Jaouad, the author places a different view on cancer. Suleiki Jaouad developed (AML) acute myeloid leukemia, due to a bone marrow disorder, at the age of twenty two. Throughout her story, Jaouad discusses the impacts of developing cancer and how she coped with her disease. Her most precious asset was her long, wavy hair, and she knew once she began her chemotherapy treatments that she would not be able to keep her long hair.
I lost my aunt to esophageal cancer in November of 2011, after that I lost my grandmother who was perfectly healthy in April of 2012. That was less than seven months all while going to school and working. I had no time to grieve or give up. I had to continue with my responsibilities and help my mother and take care of my autistic son. That was not an easy task to achieve.