My mom had to be like a housewife, except she was just young. My mom had 4 other siblings and out of those 4, one of them was diagnosed with cancer and the other one had something else, when my mom was 16 her brother passed away and it was really hard for her because she loved him so much. At the age of 26 my parents both met, when they were 29 my dad proposed to her, they had tried so hard to have a child, but nothing really worked until God gave them a miracle and at the age of 32 she had my older sister. Around 33 years old, she had my other sister, but my mom’s sister the one that had cancer passed away and it was really hard for my mom. After my mom had my sister, she had 2 miscarriages at the age of 33 and 34.
If I was not born early, The doctors could of saved me from being born with meningitis. Around the age two I was put in a big red shiny ambulance. I was on my way to the hospital because, I was having symptoms of high fevers, vomiting, seizures. These were all symptoms and signs of meningitis. My mom being and experience parent never realized these were the symptoms.
Cancer Care Life-Changing Day: Arielle Pagan’s Story Everybody knows what cancer is and how it tears families and lives apart, but you always tell yourself that it won’t happen to you. That’s what Arielle Pagan was telling herself when one day she was diagnosed with lymphoblastic leukemia after a routine check at the her local hospital. According to Lucy Pagan/ Arielle’s Mom, Arielle had the cold longer than usual and hadn’t been acting the way she normally does (Lucy Pagan). “She wasn’t herself and it began to worry me so I took her to the doctor. This went on for weeks and I never thought that it would be something so bad as cancer and I thought it was just the bad flu” (Lucy Pagan).
Known to me and my sister as Mimi, our grandma was diagnosed with early stage lung cancer in October of 2016. When she first got the news, she was devastated and began to let doubt take over. With so many scary questions spinning around her mind, Mimi could not help but to think the worst. It was like she was frozen in the mindset that she was going to lose everything. My grandpa even shaved his own head so she would not have to go through the loss of her hair alone.
As it was tied loose blood kept dripping little bit for long time until my grandma noticed and scolded nurses and doctor who helped my mother give birth. That was my first encounter to death. My family was expecting a boy but as I was first baby they accepted me. However, my mother had to go through 9 abortions in between after my birth, spared my sister in between, then my brother who is 9 and ½ year younger than me was born. So, it’s Average
I was diagnosed with Optic Nerve Glioma. It is a tumor in the brain specifically near the optic chiasm. I have been fighting cancer for almost 18 years of my life. When I had my first chemotherapy, I lost my hair. I was sad because a lot of kids used to bully me.
Lisa, My Nonverbal Observations Lisa has had a brain injury since her father pushed her mother down the stairs, depriving her brain from the essential nutrients flowing from mom. Lisa came into my life eight years ago, verbal and nonverbal communication has constantly been a struggle to comprehend and determine the truth from a seven-year-old in a fifty-year-old frame. Talking to a child is always enlightening, they speak the truth; unless it gets them in trouble. Observing Lisa, I saw the slouching shoulders, hand held down into her lap clasping her hands tightly to cause her knuckles to whiten. Biting her lower lip as she glances around the room trying to talk to you and gather her thoughts.
I began to shake, knowing what happened to my mother when she attempted going to America. My mother had received a contagious, dreadful disease, called Trachoma. My mother was strong, she fought her last days with everything she could. However, the disease had taken over and it was too late. My family had been given the terrible news a couple months later.
As a mother of 4, spouse and with my particular medical needs I had to develop a plan to meet everyone 's needs. That plan unfortunately included me having to drop out of graduate school for 8 weeks, I had to reduce my hours at work and hire a special education attorney to help me advocate for my son all while attempting to navigate the medical system and our families normal day to day needs. Chaos at times can create clarity if you can sit in your feelings and the crazy for a while. In doing so I realized that my long term educational goals are not just mine, they are my families as the success of graduate school completion will create the much desired/needed career portability I need to provide sustainable support for my family. So I have reduced my hours at work, continued to fight for my sons medical and educational needs and start school again on January 17th.
After that was in my system, I was on the verge of knocking out. But when I was starting to drift off, my face was getting very itchy again. My mom went to go get the doctor because my face was swelling again, too. After that event we were in the hospital at the total of four hours. When we were on the way home I told my mom that I wanted to check in school because I had lost now almost two full days of school.
My mother and I started noticing that she was having trouble walking, seeing and she was throwing up. My mom decided to take her to the doctor, and he suggested to have her get an MRI. Today we got phone call from our doctor stating that she had cancer. I was in complete denial, until I realized that I had I stay strong for my best friend and help her through this tough moment in her life. Riley is the spitting image of me.
On Christmas Eve my junior year of college, my grandpa and grandma on my mom’s side passed away in an accident. A week later, my older brother suffered from a psychotic episode and was admitted to a psychiatric hospital with symptoms of schizophrenia. Travelling back to school, I was physically and emotionally drained. This was hardest time of my life and the largest obstacle I have faced so far. I rely on my family for support and this foundation had been severely shaken; however, I did not have time to mourn and recover.
I asked my Grandmother, when you finally went for your scan and the results came out positive what was your first reaction? She answered in tears and said i immediately fell to the ground in shock, “I suffered through the treatment and ended up in breast conserving surgery were i got my left side breast removed, over a 2 months of healing after being in hospital for 1 week after my surgery, after a couple of months after my surgery i went for my weekly check up and the Doctor then informed me that i had to get a mastectomy done on my right breast because the cancer cells had spread too and also a bit just by armpit , i am now 77 and finally recovered from the removal of both my breast and now i am proud to say i am Cancer free but in saying that i will never again hesitate getting a check up to insure I’m well. Because my grandmother was a victim to this disease me and my 5 sisters have a great chance of also getting breast cancer. My grandmother asked me to research some of the symptoms that could possible indicate that i may have breast
Nursing was always the career I wanted to pursue but my experiences with sick children inspired me to focus on paediatrics. During my time in High School, I encountered sick students battling with a range of illness such as; Leukaemia, Alopecia and in one case Cystic Fibrosis. Emma, my friend was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at a young age, was hospitalised many times during her school life and sadly passed away in 2013, in the Robin House Children’s Hospice. I gained an appreciation of
Introduction Four years ago, my grandmother had to make one of the hardest decisions for her 10-year-old pug, Lady. Lady was a huge part of my childhood, because she was one of the first pets I had as a child. One day we started to notice a little lump on her stomach, we didn’t think too much about it , into about a month later when the lump grew drastically larger , we rushed her to the closest veterinarian hospital and found out that she was in the early stages of cancer , but the tumor was growing at a rapid paste, which meant that lady was going to have to get the tumor removed and treated in the very near future. The doctors explained to my grandmother that the price to get the tumor physically removed would be about $1,500, $3,000