Narrative Essay On Misdiagnoed With Cancer

One of the most major occurrences in my life is growing up without a father. In 2004 my dad was in a motorcycle accident and it was just like that. I obviously have it different than a lot of people, but I was so young that I think it affected me different than say my brother who is around nine years older than me. All that aside I feel it overall brought us much closer just because it’s about all we could do.

There were many other losses that occurred as a result of the divorce of my parents. We had to move so I also lost my home. My mom became a single income family and we suddenly were financially insecure. My dad, who was my hero, was suddenly not a part of my everyday life. My mom became withdrawn and depressed and so in a sense I lost my mom too. All these changes and losses make this one incident in my young life the most significant. The effects of the divorce of my parents followed me well into my twenties.

Growing up, my mom was a big impact on my life. Two days of the week she was a dental assistant. The other days she was just my mom. When she came home on the days after work she would smell minty and fresh from working in her dental office. I feel blessed to have been able to have my mother as a constant influence in my life. She showed me that I could be as mother as well as have a good job; I did not need to pick one or the other. My mother taught me how to stand up for myself and how not to be a pushover. One of the most important things I think that my mother taught me was how to be compassionate. Even as a young child when I heard about some of the terrible things that had happened in the world, my heart broke for those

My mother’s side of the family has a history of cancer. My maternal grandmother and great aunt and uncle all died of some form of cancer. My mother, as well as her siblings are at risk for cancer.

My mom was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer stage IV last July. “I could believe what was happening to me, at the age of 44 I considered myself a healthy person, I was never sick, I never smoked, I was highly active and had a healthy diet. I couldn't find a possible explanation that justified this illness.” she said. It was really though for my family, we couldn't even say the word “cancer” for a few months. We became angry because we thought that my mom didn’t deserved that. The doctors were confident, even though stage IV of pancreatic cancer has 1% of survival rate in the US. In addition to that, my mom’s tumor couldn't be removed because the cancer spread to distant organs.

It all started when I received a phone call from my mother in 1998. She had recently been diagnosed with breast cancer. I was grief stricken, and prayed she would get through this terrible ordeal. Nineteen years later, and she is in remission and doing great. Fast forward to 2007. I was active duty military and had not been getting my mammograms as recommended because of the high risk of breast cancer, or any cancer for that matter. I was stationed in Colorado Springs, at the Air Force Academy. I scheduled the mammogram due to soreness and an unusual lump in my left breast. (Teresa Harris).

Lung cancer, those dreadful words embedded into my family's minds forever, as they just rolled off the tongue of the doctor within seconds. It was in February of 2010 when my Grandpa John officially got diagnosed with stage four Non-Small Cell Lung Cancer, but by that time it was too late for him. The doctor took a step back, as if he was about to faint when he saw our faces. He stated that there was nothing he could do medically. I looked at the doctor with a state of confusion on my face and in my eyes. I thought nothing? They are just going to let my grandpa die? I was only 11 years old, and that infuriated me. I knew from that moment, I had found what I want to accomplish in my life; to help those in need. Whenever I get stressed or worried

At the early age of eight years old my mother passed away from Breast Cancer. At the time I did not realize the magnitude of the situation and the effects it would have later in my life. It was a very challenging experience and still is difficult, but through the love and support of my family and friends I was and still am able to make it through.

Cancer, the second leading cause of death in the United States. It claims thousands of lives every day. From young to old, cancer does not discriminate by age, sex, race nor religion. By definition, cancer is abnormal multiplication of cells that spreads into surrounding tissues. It can also start anywhere in the human body. Most cancers actually start as tumors, which is a tissue mass that serves no purpose. Some people have no symptoms, and they usually do not find out until it is too late for effective treatment. I will be covering the different factors that can play a role in developing cancer, possible causes, symptoms, as well as ways of diagnosing, staging, different types of cancer, treatments, and side effects of treatments.

Cancer, the second leading cause of death in the United States. It claims thousands of lives every day. From young to old, cancer does not discriminate by age, sex, race nor religion. By definition, cancer is abnormal multiplication of cells that spreads into surrounding tissues. It can also start anywhere in the human body. Most cancers actually start as tumors, which is a tissue mass that serves no purpose. Some people have no symptoms, and they usually do not find out until it is too late for effective treatment. I will be covering the possible causes, symptoms, different types of cancer, as well as ways of diagnosing, staging, treatments, side effects of treatments, and research foundations. With a little bit of an insight on life during and after diagnosis and recovery.

Cancer affects approximately 39.6 percent of our population each year. From that about 7.6 million people die each year from this horrible disease according to the US Health organization. I’m sure many people can relate to my situation. All of us have known somebody who has had cancer and maybe was lucky enough to survive it. Or maybe didn’t make it and passed away, left many memories, many people behind. We have all heard about a story like this at least once, or maybe even lived it, who knows.

Losing my grandmother was one of the worst things that have happened to me. When she died, I knew my life had changed. I watched her take her last breath in the hospital and it was very heartbreaking. She was like my second mom because she was always with me. I didn’t think it would come so soon. Dealing with her death was one of the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do. It was very hard because it was my second experience of losing someone very close to me around the same time of the year. I had to learn how to cope with losing her. I let all my emotions out, I didn’t listen to what anyone was saying, and I had to remember to take care of myself. Losing my grandmother changed me because she did everything for me. I had to grow up and be more responsible. I had to learn how

My paternal grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer when I was about twelve years old. After viewing the scans, the doctors determined a tumor resection would best the best course of action. After the tumor resection and several rounds of chemotherapy she was cancer-free for about 7 months before she had a relapse. She was diagnosed yet again with breast cancer, and it had come back more advanced and aggressive than before. My grandmother went through more rounds of chemotherapy, but it didn’t seem to help. Her next scans showed that the cancer had spread to her lungs and liver. The doctors then decided that there was nothing else they could do to stop the cancer from spreading to her other organs. Over time, the cancer also spread to her brain, which put her into a coma and made her dependent on a life support machine. After going into the coma the doctors told us that it was unlikely that she would wake up from the coma; so

Michael was someone that I always admired. He was nine years older than me; I thought of him as an older brother. Losing him was the most difficult experience of my life. He fought a long, hard battle with cancer. Through his journey, he remained positive and never gave up hope. Michael was a strong and healthy twenty year old prior to his diagnosis of cancer. In a period of a year, he lost his ability to walk, eat, and talk on his own. It was devastating to see him struggle with things that most people take for granted. Watching Michael go through this was very difficult, but it made me a stronger person. Even at his darkest moments, he was more concerned about others than himself. I have learned to not let the pain in life define me. Focusing on how I react to the situation, instead, will be a reflection of who I am. Accepting the situation and finding ways to cope and remain positive have also helped me grow stronger.

You may be wondering well what is it that you have been through that has totally changed your incite on life. Honestly my mother is the one person that has affected my life the most. She left my life when I was only 4 years old and ever since then it