I would never forget the day when the doctor announced that I had lymphoma. It was the darkest moment of my young life. At that point in time, I had absolutely no idea what caused lymphoma, let alone what it was. I never knew that such a thing existed, neither did I know that it was a common form of cancer in young adults. I had no idea that I had lymphoma. It was only when lymph nodes started swelling in my neck that I knew that something was wrong. At first, I was adamant to go to a doctor. I only made up my mind to visit the doctor when my condition worsened and I started to lose weight quickly and unexpectedly. I knew that the sudden decrease in weight was not due to my eating habits- I had always been eating three meals daily, and ate …show more content…
The results of the checkup were to be released on the fifth of May, five months after my thirteenth birthday. That day, I innocently strolled into the hospital humming a joyful tune. I would never have guessed the trial that lay ahead of me. When I saw the doctor’s grim face, I felt my heart plunge downwards rapidly. Perhaps I had a sixth sense, but I knew something bad was about to happen. I could feel it in my veins. “I am going to be blunt here. You have lymphoma and might die soon.” I never knew words could hurt that much. At least, not a mere fourteen words. It seemed as if the sun had set on my universe, bringing about darkness and gloom. The hope and optimism I once possesed were nowhere to be found despite how hard I searched for them. It felt like the entire world had given up on me. “Might die soon… Might die soon.” This phrase went round and round my head until it became dizzy. I had never thought of death before. To think that I was going to die before my parents, my friends, and even my younger brother. To think that I had so much unfinished business to complete before I left this world. To think that I had never had had the chance to tour the world and take time to appreciate its natural beauty. To think that I would die before I could make a name for myself. All this struck me hard, and I went into desperation. I was wallowing in self pity, and was consumed by anger. Why did this befall on me? Why was I the unlucky one?
• This quote is significant because of my experiences with people passing away. The careful wording and language you speak leaves a significant mark on one’s heart. Describing the process of death is extremely agonizing even when funerals are formal and well planned out events. The ceremony is filled with tears and pain, words cannot fully describe exactly what it feels like. All we can hope for is for them to have a good afterlife.
While buried, so deep beneath the cavity of adversity, finding hope is nearly impossible. But, it is the ability of decisions that aids as the last gleam of hope retrievable. After facing many struggles, it becomes almost involuntary for someone to put up a guard. With using that strategy, and the transgression of time without progress, there’s a certain ignition of comprehension. Change needs to occur, and a complete remedy of that
It is the challenges we face that make it look dark and gloomy. The key to a productive existence is not the emotions we feel when presented with adversity, but in our ability to overcome, grow and evolve. In comparison, examine the Spoken Indian searching for hope in hardships, or the extraordinary taste and smell of the wine connoisseur who lacks sight. See the trial & errors or the young man growing to love both parents, and the college student whose heart is blistering with pain from the loss of his mother, but finds healing in his new home as an emerging scholar. We are all exploring methods to handle
Cancer is a deadly disease that millions of people die from a year. Many loved ones are killed with little to no warning affecting families across our world. My family happened to be one that was affected by this atrocious disease. This event changed the way my family members and I viewed cancer.
“Don’t be afraid,” he said. “Everything will be all right.” My doctor was there. That reassured me. I felt that in his presence, nothing serious could happen to me. Every one of his words was healing and every glance of his carried a message of hope. “It will hurt a little,” he said, “but it will pass. Be brave.” (79)
They reach the halfway point where the darkness is at its peak. Although physically quiet, a seemingly endless stream of negative thoughts may begin to loudly nag at them from the darkest recesses of their mind. Alone now, there is nothing to distract them from what they truly feel. Thoughts may begin to pop into one’s head: regrets, mistakes, fears, worries. They could begin to panic and contemplate huddling down and screaming. “Surely someone would hear me,” they may think.”Someone must be willing to trek the path and come to my aid eventually.” At times when one hits rock bottom, it's critical that we find hope. It may be easy for some to call it quits and hope that someone else is strong enough to save them. Although they have hope, that hope is horribly misplaced. It is crucial that one learns to rely on themselves instead of others. In order to progress, one must be able to push aside fears and be optimistic about what is to
Death is sometimes considered unthinkable. People do not wish to think of loved ones dying. When someone close to us dies we are over come with sadness. We wish we had more time with them. Their death shows us the importance of that person’s role in our lives. We begin to think of how we will live our lives without them. We think of all the moments we shared with them, they live again in our memories. Perhaps death is considered unthinkable because we fe...
At the age of twelve, I was diagnosed with Type One Diabetes. I remember the whole event of my diagnosis. At first, I thought that it was fun to have, because I had no understanding of what diabetes meant. People found out at school, and It gave me a lot of attention. As time progressed, I realized that I would have to eventually give myself shots. It gave me a wake up call. I eventually figured out that I would not be able to get rid of diabetes, because it is permanent. It was not a game, it was real life. I couldn't just turn off the video game and have it be done. Diabetes caused me to grow up really fast compared to most of my friends. I gave myself my first shot at the age of 12 and a half. I had to test my own blood sugar four times
An endless space of alternating sleepiness, awakening, drifting, silence and darkness were wrapping me few moments ago. “What is happening to me?”, I wondered silently while shocked by my suddenly tilting universe. I tried to react with any movement just to give a signal of life, a scream for help but I simply couldn’t.
The 31/05/2013 is a very special date for me and my husband André, it is the day our baby Kevin was born. After 12 hours of labour in the hospital, we finally heard him cry, we got to see him for the first time and there is nothing that can be compared to that feeling.
Death is something that causes fear in many peoples lives. People will typically try to avoid the conversation of death at all cost. The word itself tends to freak people out. The thought of death is far beyond any living person’s grasp. When people that are living think about the concept of death, their minds go to many different places. Death is a thing that causes pain in peoples lives, but can also be a blessing.
Our lives are infused with pain and suffering. Some people experience more of these regrettable symptoms of the human condition than others. Yet, we can overcome hardship with hope. Hope provides us with strength to conquer misery and despair, caused by misfortune, perhaps an unforeseen job loss when on a Friday afternoon, after you’ve worked long hours on a project, your boss, calling your into his office, sitting you down, saying, “Your fired.”
When I looked in the rearview mirror is when I knew it was all over. June 25, 2013 was the most tragic day in my life. It was not until that day that I realized how much I appreciate my life and my family. I was on the freeway headed towards the Galleria in Houston, TX, passing the tall Texaco building on this bright sunny afternoon, when everything went downhill. I remember seeing all of the cars in front of me have their bright red tail lights on because everyone was coming to a stop. As soon as I slowed down, I looked into my rearview mirror to see a beige car not slowing down at all but instead looking down at his phone texting, it was already too late for me to do anything. I felt as if my life were over and there was nothing anyone could do, I was sixteen years old when I had my first car accident. I learned that I should have stayed home the afternoon I got into my first car accident. That afternoon I remember gripping my steering wheel so tightly because I was so nervous about the car behind me that I could feel all of the ridges and grooves throughout my entire steering wheel and every indention in my steering
I am focusing a lot on my health and diet to try and find out what is wrong with me. I used to be athletic and made sure that I was eating right and getting all my proteins and vitamins every week. I am currently going in and out of the hospital for tests to find out the diagnosis on what I have. I have a mass behind my neck and unexplained different size lymph nodes scattered throughout my back. I noticed on my dietary log that I do not eat enough food to lose weight and I am lacking dietary carbohydrates in my diet and my carbs are lower than the daily RDA intake you
One day in the midst of summer, my friend Mike and I got off from a hard day of work and were on our way to the mall. While at work we had planned to meet a few people there. I was going to be seeing my friend Jessica who I had not talked to in years. Before leaving, we stopped off at our houses, took showers, and got ready. As I anxiously waited on the stairs for his car to roll into the driveway, my mom said, “Be careful and do not drive like an idiot.” I obviously said alright and she was on her way. Minutes later I see my friend Mike pull into the driveway. I slipped my feet into my shoes and got in his car. We were almost to the mall when his phone rang. He picked it up and said, “Hello?” It was my mom and she wanted to speak to me. Upon putting the phone to my ear she told me that I had to come home right away. She said that my dad had just gotten into a car crash and that I had to come home and watch my sister. I did not know how to break the news to Mike, that what we were anticipating all day would not happen. He was upset, but he understood what was going on. I came home thinking it was the same old same old; he had gotten hit by a drunk driver, the car got totaled, and he was fine.