One in eight women develop breast cancer, unfortunately, my mom was one of those women. It was July 13th of 2013, my family and I were spending the night at my grandparents’ house. We were on our way to Kansas City to meet my cousins and go to a water park. Little did we know that we would leave for the vacation a family of five and head home a family of four .
My grandparents live in a small town called Manning. Manning is located in western Iowa and is about four hours away from Anamosa. The night before we were going to leave my grandparent’s house, my dad took Logan (my twin brother), Addie (my younger sister), and me to a party at an extended family member’s house. My mom had stayed at my grandparent’s house because she felt sick. This worried me, but I forgot about it as we arrived. It was just like any other party; there was food, people,and a tire swing.
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At the time we thought she had caught the flu. Logan, Addie, and I said our goodnights and went upstairs to the guest bedroom to sleep, not knowing that when we woke up our mom would not be at home. My dad came into the guest bedroom and woke us up,
“Come on, guys! Time to wake up!” we sat up stretched and looked at him,
“Earlier this morning Mom was still sick, so I took her to the hospital,” Well, young and dumb as my siblings and I were, we thought that our mother would be okay and that our vacation would only be delayed a day or two while our mom recovered from the flu, even though we had been informed three months ago that she once again had cancer.
“So after we eat waffles we will go and visit her,” my dad informed us.
We all answered with “Yay, waffles!” and went downstairs to eat breakfast. After we ate, we got dressed and walked to the hospital, which was across the street.
Once we got into the hospital, a nurse showed us our mom’s room. While we were walking our dad
During the winter of my sophomore year of high school my aunt, whom I am very close with, was diagnosed with stage three ovarian and cervical cancer. She underwent various surgeries and chemotherapy treatments, spent weeks in the hospital, and many more weeks battling the effects of the chemotherapy from home.
It seemed like it would make her die, just speaking it. So I didn't tell anyone, not even my best friends. At school I would slip into a fantastical dreamland, nobody there knew that I should be troubled, pensive. I put on my best front and paraded around the school halls with some sort of smile plastered on my face. At lunchtime I'd stare at my food thinking that my friends should know. I thought of a million different ways to tell them. Each time that I came close to telling them, I would think about their potential reactions. There would be the normal lunchtime banter going on, complaints about the ranch dressing, and I would blurt out, "Hey guys, my mom has breast cancer." The whole cafeteria would turn silent and the plastic forks would drop from their hands, making a sad little clinking noise. Then I would stare at my food mentally kicking myself for having opened my mouth. I chose to say nothing. I remember very clearly the day that I went to go sit with her while she got her chemotherapy. I only did this once because it was too hard for me. I walked down an overly-lit sterile hallway trailing behind my dad. When we reached her room I wished that I could just keep walking, pretend I hadn't seen her. I went in and sat down. Her shirt was partially unbuttoned so that the IV could be inserted into the porto-cath surgically implanted under her collarbone. She was hooked up to three different kinds of poisons, and one normal IV. There were some knitting things spread across her lap and the ever present bag of lemon drops was faithfully at her side. Her head was laid back in the chair, she was tired. She and my dad tried to involve me in some nice chit-chat, I met and shook hands with the doctors and nurses, "It's nice to meet you Dr. McCoy." Yeah right. They complimented her on what a beautiful daughter she had. I blushed, smiled politely then excused myself to the bathroom. I wiped away my forming tears and gave myself a mental pep talk to be cheery. As long as I didn't look at her tired eyes I was OK. Half an hour later, she was done and we got to go home.
The one horrific thing about cancer is that I never knew when the timer would run out on me-or how I would cope with it. Finding out my grandmother had cancer instantly hurt me almost as much as it did to say goodbye.-it felt like the beginning to and end all too quick. It all started in the hospital with chemotherapy,
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