Breast Cancer: A Narrative Analysis

Her last days were spent in the hospital, with the constant care and family by her side, she seemed at peace. We would talk about old times, like how she once asked why this lady’s belly was so big. I said there was a baby inside, and she freaked out, assuming that lady had eaten the baby. Or when she got knocked out drunk on her 21st birthday, so drunk that she was begging the showerhead to stop crying while taking a shower. It was hard for any of us to leave her side since she could pass away at any time, and it would be the last time we saw

Even when hospitalized, parents must be prepared to fight for the right of their child to live because many medical professionals give the impression that any effort would be useless. Many parents are even willing to care for the child within the home but there are no resources available to assist with care other than nursing. This should be a key area for concern as the patient is expected to live six months in most cases and it is more than enough time to prepare for the child’s death. When that time has passed and the child is still progressing, one is only left to wonder the next step. At this point, time spent creating memories with family should be top priority.

after suffering a stroke 2008 met her demise in 2011. We watched helplessly as the disease

That night, I gave up. As I watch her lay in bed, I saw her life fade away. Her heartbeat was irregular and her breath was strained. I was never the same after that day. Medication is not just a lifesaver, but it is a killer too.

survivability rate as high as 80% for children.” (Hopper, P3). After her prognosis she started her

I thought some piece of me would instinctively realize when she passed, especially since I knew the moment was imminent. But I did not. The nurse had to tell me. And just like that, the cautious optimism I had begun to let myself feel for the past ten days while they tried to give her just a few more weeks, burst.

When her cancer was in the third stage she had an operation. She knew all about the disease, since her husband died from lung cancer even after he underwent chemotherapy treatments.

She also looked quite tired, she needs to make sure she is getting enough rest. As said before rest heals all and rest will help with her cancer and overall health. She needs more than anything social interactions, not just support group but she needs her freinds and family surronding her.

“Molly, we have something to tell you,” my parents said, walking into the living room with saddened looks on their faces. I paused the movie and awaited their news. “Your grandma has been diagnosed with cancer.” I definitely was not expecting that to be the news, so it hit me like a brick wall; I was troubled and overwhelmed by the news to such an extent that I was speechless. She has been an important figure in my life for as long as I can remember and has always been there to listen and give me advice whenever I need it. Her insight into the important things in life has helped me and will continue to as I pursue my dreams for years to come.

She had been battling breast cancer for two years until she developed a brain tumor that would ultimately be the cause of her life ending. Over the years, we never really saw my Grandmother, Carolyn, in a bad state. We knew about her illness, her operations, and her treatments but we never saw her struggling with it because she was a strong women. Only up until she learned about her brain tumor, she was very good at making sure the family wasn’t worried about her because she knew she was going to die and that it was inevitable. The tumor grew fast and only gave Carol a short amount of time to live. She was diagnosed with six months left to live and she passed after five. The funeral was very hard to deal with. I love Carol and she was a joy but everyone at the funeral took it a lot harder than me. My godmother went up and spoke about her and it was so painful to see so many people crying and wishing that she would come back, including her husband. I tried very hard to be strong for the others in my family but I learned that dealing with pain is all apart of grieving and accepting death.

Every year for the last fifty years the number of cases of breast cancer in women has steadily increased. The only cancer that claims more women's lives in the United States is Lung Cancer.

To acknowledge the health beings of a women is quite scary knowing that in about 1 in 8 women in the U.S will develop breast cancer. By this year of 2016 going into 2017 there will approximately be 246,660 cases found. The 20th century is described to be the cancer century. One main cancer I wanted to talk about that has my full attention was breast cancer. The important ways of looking at breast cancer as a tremendous problem is because we are losing our women to this disease. Categorizing the main issues to give clarification for those who know of it but know little knowledge or have no knowledge. Based on the information in my research I have supporting details for the definition of breast cancer, the treatments and cures for breast cancer, how things would be different without treatments , the causes and effects, stages, the breast cancer awareness month etc. However, around the world there are a ton of women affected by Breast cancers in the United States without signs and clues they will or have the cancer.

Breast cancer is a disease that comes unexpectedly; many people tend to overlook the symptoms. There are different types of breast cancers that require treatments and surgery. The course of treatment varies from patient to patient because there are many factors that can contribute to a patient’s treatment plan. Once the plan is in place, there are many things that will need to be done in order to ensure that the cancer will not return. Trying to beat cancer can be a long, extraneous, and in some cases a fatal process. Its important to catch cancer at its earliest stage. Knowing the symptoms of certain cancers may just save a life.

The tumor has spread and Sadie does not look good today. Mom and I haven’t left the room. Sadie has watched Netflix and slept all day today. Sadie said every night how she loves everybody and how she wants to go home. It is 8:30 pm and We haven’t heard a word from Dad. Tonight Mom Slept with Sadie and slept on a couch that was very uncomfortable.

Running through the hospitals long white halls, he thought that his mom was going to die. The paramedics were right in front of him, but it felt as if they were a thousand miles away. Reaching his hand out, he began to holler: PLEASE STOP! PLEASE!, the words brittled from his mouth. He fell onto his knees, in front of him the white floor had droplets of blood that was coming out of his mother. Time passes, the boy laying on the floor, motionless, Just looking at the flickering light above. I’ve found the boy, over. Bring him to O.R. #3. Gotcha.