Life journeys

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Farkle p.0.v

I lock my bathroom door look in the mirror,cancer was going to be the death of me The cancer came back after three years is back the tears roll down my eyes I want to strong I wanted to say this was just a caution and everyone survived cancer the second time around. I started to cough which only turn into a thundering of cough and knees beginning to giving out i'm to the point where I can stand me more and I fell to the ground and hit the sink on the way down. I can feel the blood leaking from my head to tears running down my eyes I really was sick again and I don't know if I have the strength to fight this again. " farkle are you okay, open now farkle before break it down." I can hear my father calling from outside I was too weak to move all I can do is cough and my body start to shake. When the door finally bust open, lose The blood vision hazy, I can't speak before everything went black.
I woke up in a hospital bed with 26 stitches in my head which was still throbbing. My Mom was Sitting by the bed crying her eyes out and I hate to see her cry. My mom hold me tight and tell me how much you got I wasn't going to make it and I was out for almost 2 days so I can do is cry with her on a doctor finally came in my heart dropped sink to the pit of my stomach. " i'm sorry took so long I was just finishing up with other patients your mother wanted me to come and explain to you what's going on" he said as he looked at me for insurance that I was listening but I just nodded my head. " is it going to be a CAT scan but doesn't look very good and I know you already know your cancers back but is stage III cancer and it spread into your body we can try chemotherapy but don't think it will work very much" it was raspy the let out a small cough and tried to choke out the words " how long do you think I have month, days, years " I began to cry he look at me with so much for remorse " year year and a half tops probably the more we don't know if we start chemo now we probably shrike of the cancer cells we got to start soon" be said as look at his paper when you finally gone it was just me my mother again I cried harder.

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