Dropping a bomb

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"Daisy we have some good news and we have some bad news." Said Dr.Ray.
If I chose what to hear first I always chose bad news first. But my doctor does not play that game. He says it like he wants to and nothing is there to stop him.
"Daisy?" Asked Dr. Ray .
"Oh um sorry I was lost in my thoughts." I said.
"On your tests we found a tumor in your right leg and if we won't be able to shrink it by next year we will have no choice but to remove your leg." He said actually having pity in his voice and eyes. Dr.Ray was an amazing doctor and I trusted his decisions and actions. Me and him are actually friends. He has a kind heart and feels like a very young grandpa.
I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I don't throw fits around Dr.Ray. With him I feel like I can fight this cancer back into the bottom of the earth. Hopefully I can.
"What's the good news?" I ask with a steady voice.
"Well the good news are that with some treatment we can stop its growth and actually maybe shrink it." He replies in a better mood.
Oh thank goodness I was not ready to live in a wheelchair yet.
"That's awesome Dr.Ray!" I said happily. If my doctor tought me one thing is that at every joy of my life I need to show that it makes me happy.

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