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Lung Cancer: A Short Story

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When we are young, we never think about anything bad happening. We always imagine our parents living forever and taking care of us. We didn’t understand why everyone was sad at a funeral. We didn’t react like adults do when something bad happens. Children aren’t programmed to think the worst of things normally. They’re lucky. When a certain age comes along, reality really slaps you in the face and everything kind of crumbles down. The tragedies of life really make it hard to remember when things were simpler.
Surgery is not something you want your parents to go through. Not your mom. Not your dad. In this case, it was my dad. Late September 2014, my dad had been in and out of the hospital with pneumonia for a month . At the beginning of October my dad was diagnosed with lung cancer. The day my parents told the rest of us this news was the first time I remember seeing my dad cry. Monday morning at the end of October, my dad was going to have surgery to remove his left lung that contained the tumor causing …show more content…

The woman was just needing to sit in the room while I’m assuming her husband was in surgery as well. My mom exchanged a few words with her before I started being fidgety. Although I was drinking cup after cup of coffee, I was still so tired and so was my sister. We both took an opportunity to crawl into the chairs and take a nap. It was easier for some, but others had too much on their minds. Others being me...even though I was 13 when I spent the day in the hospital, let’s just say one of my traits is worrying. That’s what I did. I worried. I didn’t try to act like I knew everything was going to be okay because I couldn’t just make that decision. Yes, I wanted everything to be ok, but I wasn’t a doctor I didn’t know the specifics I didn’t know the test results for anything, didn’t understand the numbers on the monitors. I just had to take my parent’s word for it, I had nothing else to go

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