Chapter 10

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Dr. Fretti opened the door and waved me into the room where she was speaking with my mother.

I sat down on a chair next to my mother, Dr. Fretti leaned up against the counter. "So Sara, we have some good and some bad news."

I became suddenly nervous. Would they not let me go to chemo? Would they tell me I somehow got WORSE? I couldn't fathom something good happening in this situation.

"So Sara do you want the good or the bad news first?"

What did I want to hear? Did I want to get the bad news over with? Did I want to hear something good to make this day just a little better?

"I don't really want the bad news at all so good I guess."

"Alright, so we've decided that you dropping out of chemo, although not a good idea, is not a horrible one. So you don't have to go anymore. And there's another peice of good news too. Lately our doctors have been developing a surgery that could take out a tumor like yours."

I smiled and laughed giddily. "Really?!"

"Yes, but here comes the bad news... The surgery would cause you to lose most of your memory." Dr. Fretti wrung her hands together.

The smile on both my mother and my faces faded. "Oh." all my hope vanished.

"It's where you're tumor is located that will cause this, er, effect." she struggled with her words "Sara, I'm sorry that you remember everything, but you will be alive. You will remember all the basics. But you won't regain most of your memory if you do the surgery."

I don't think that I could go through with the surgery. Not knowing that I would lose every single experience I had gone through.

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