Throughout our lives, we are tested in various ways, even if it doesn’t directly affect us. Furthermore, our friends and family can encounter difficulties throughout their lives that can touch yours as well. When something like this happens, it can be tough to push through, I’ll be the first one to tell you that. When I was Fourteen, I discovered that my father was ill, I learned about cancer, and I watched him complete months and months of treatments and agony just for the cancer to return in a condensed period of time. After it was all said and done, it almost seemed as he had been suffering for nothing. This obviously took a toll on him as well as the rest of the family. One autumn night, I was undoubtedly excited to receive a phone call …show more content…
As countless people know, chemotherapy and radiation are ultimately the common treatments for cancer. I knew that people said it was terrible, but watching someone you love experience it is completely different, and can legitimately change your perspective on everything. Such a desperate time can force you to realize just how much you take the simple parts of life for granted. The whole family and I had no idea about the roller coaster of emotions and results that we were all about to board. The doctors were especially optimistic and believed that we caught the cancer early enough to receive ensuring results. However, it took a while for these results to become apparent. It was so painful to watch my father suffer through the treatments due to the fact that they drained him of everything. He was like a different person after these treatments, but there was nothing else that we could do. Finally, a few months into treatment, we acquired the word that my old man was officially in remission. Remission is when the cancer is gone. It was like the light at the end of the tunnel. We were all so thankful and extremely grateful. Apparently the saying is true that nothing fantastic lasts long. Not even a year later, my father was diagnosed with cancer again. This time, the cancer was worse. I know that I felt defeated and I can’t imagine how my father felt. He has since returned to treatments and is being recommended for a surgery to remove tumors. This surgery can be dangerous, but it can also have great
A young woman was referred to him, 8 months pregnant and diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. This was the first time he found himself struggling with treatment and end of life options. Her and her physicians tired every method possible to beat an incurable
Entry 1 The worst news I’ve ever received was when my mom told me that my aunt had cancer. Fortunately, the cancer was only at stage 1. At first, I couldn’t believe it since she has always been healthy and I’ve never heard anything about her being sick. Eventually, I came to accept the fact that my aunt had cancer even if I didn’t want to.
The diagnosis of cancer can have an enormous impact on a cancer patient mentally. A cancer diagnosis can be shocking to some patients. " After you
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.
In a life changing year and a half, my mother went through radiation treatments and multiple surgeries. After her first surgery and a few weeks into radiation treatments my mother became gravely ill. She struggled to get out of bed and every day became a battle. When my brother and I could get away from school we would wait in the hospital with her. Her health
As a previously described, I grew up in Tijuana, Mexico for the first 18 years of my life and I have lived in Southern California for the past 8 years. During my time in Mexico, I saw and met many people who lacked the adequate access to health care and other essentials such as clean water, food, and electricity. Here in the United States, I have also met many people who lack access to health because of different health disparities, and my mother actually experienced this the first 2 years she lived in this country. These experiences have made me appreciate even more the opportunities, possibilities, and tools I have, as well as to reinforce my goal of assisting disadvantaged communities. I think that my goals, interpersonal and intrapersonal competencies, as well as experiences, will contribute to Loyola’s mission to educate medical professionals who will provide comprehensive patient care and will uphold social justice.
A few months after the diagnosis, the disease was manageable and I was able to live my riveting 14-year-old life. Two years later, I had relapsed for the fourth time and stuck in a brightly-colored hospital room once again. The three weeks I spent there proved to be even more difficult than the initial struggle. Through my anxiety-ridden thoughts and the never-ending tubes and needles, I felt powerless and was unable to imagine myself seamlessly entering my junior year of high school.
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.
After hours of waiting in a cold hospital room you get the answer no parent should ever here. You are told that your child has cancer. They say that there isn 't much they can do, but they can try Chemotherapy. After months of intense chemotherapy and pain for your child….. He is incapable of taking the pain.
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.
1) Please share an experience of a traumatic event or dynamic that you, or someone else, experienced. Last year my uncle died of cancer. The past couple of years he has been battling cancer, it was tough to see him go but I’m glad he’s not suffering anymore.
This time the cancer was in her brain. It was still lung cancer, but somehow it hid around her body for ten years and decided to start growing again. This time it was operable and the tumor was successfully removed. Within two days after brain surgery my grandma was moving about like her head had not been sliced open. Two years later, the cancer came back and she passed away about a month after my sixteenth
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
However, his false bravado and self-created grandiose image, will most likely impede his ability to accept the needed treatment and potentially diminish the likelihood for a positive prognosis. A thorough familiarity with his diagnoses, background, cultural influences, treatment history and motivation to fully engage in the process are needed to develop an effective treatment plan for this young man. II.
Psychosocial Advances in Oncology Research and Practice In the 1800’s, a cancer diagnosis was viewed as the equivalent of death (Holland, 2002). In this day and age, there was no known cause or cure, and it was considered inhumane to reveal the diagnosis to the patient. In a constantly changing and advancing society, this ideology was transformed as the result of an accumulation of technological advances, education, and research initiative. This led to the acceptance of the notion of cancer worldwide.