I Was Dying || Griezmann

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Let's be simple and honest here, I had thyroid cancer. It started off when I was in third grade and I was eight. I had whopping cough. I had it for about half a year and I did not to go to school of the time. To be honest, I was surpriesed I passed the year. The doctors were no help of course. They told me I had a really bad cough and a really bad fever which clearly, that was not the case. The prescription medicine they gave me never worked.

I remember waking up in the middle of the night along with my family, coughing and not breathing. My dear father had to carry me to the bathroom where I could vomit. He could not do anything, so he stared at me helplessly, where I on the other hand was practically dying. It really pained me to see my parents upset because they could not do anything.

I was home watching a documentary with my parents one day, and I hadn't had any symptoms for weeks and finally I thought my sickness was over. Until I had a coughing attack and I couldn't breath. Thanks to my dad, I learned how to get through the attacks. That day, I did exactly what he told me to do and it worked.

After, I was surprisingly better. The way I breath though has always affected me. Sports is one of my passions, and now I had to be careful.

I was fourteen when I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. It started off with a cold. I did not realize my thyroid was enlarged and swelling, though I did feel it. I wasn't sick anymore, yet I kept coughing without mucas. My breathing became difficult and my heart rate became rapid. It was little hard to swallow food and I always had headaches. There were so many symptoms I did not pay attention to before I went to the doctors. It was February 25, the same week I was asked to the school dance. I originally went to the doctors for an X-ray slip for my hand. My doctor did a normal check-up routine, and when she checked my neck, by looking at her movements and eyes, I knew something was wrong. She told me my thyroid was enlarged. At first I didn't know what the heck that was or what it did or any importance it did to my body. Until she explainedmore about a thyroid gland was when I really started to panic. I had symtoms of goiter, thyroid nodules, and thyroid cancer. I was set for an ultrasound and blood work no later than a week. One of my best friends accompanied me to the doctor for my ultrasound, and we were both scared.

I went home and when no one was around, I sobbed. I hardly ever sob and that the first in a long time. I had to be a fighter.

May 7th was the day my life went downhill, I had a bunch of tests done and the results was my true nightmare. I didn't cry, but I'll admit I was in shock. What do I do now? What will happen next? I did not have much time to get ahold of myself before the workers rushed me to the hospital. The doctors did everything they could, and it worked for a while. The cancer cell kept coming back. The more chemo I was getting, the weaker I got. The doctor's stopped, and I was alone left to die. I wasn't ready to go yet. It seemed like a miracle because I was cancer free, yet there was that possibility of having cancer again.

Now I am twentytwo years old. I still have trouble breathing, but I'm still the same. I'm only trying to live this life, it's all I want. No one but my family and friends knew I had cancer, and I would like to keep it that way.

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This is sort of a fill-in chapter of Belle. Like what happened to her and stuff. Though most of this is true. May 7 I have an appointment with an endocrinologist and I have to do a bunch of tests. They may tell me the results there or I might have to wait. I've been taking medication but I don't think it's working. I still have trouble breathing, but I'm okay so that's good. I have friends who help me get through this. Everything afterwardsMay 7 is all made up.
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