Shawn: An Almost Memoir

Chapter Three: Remission

After Shawn went through his chemo, I won't lie he looked awful. A better way to describe it was that he looked like he belonged on a deathbed rather than an armchair. I later found out that he had surgery in order to remove some of the cancer cells from his body. Christmas came along, and that's when I saw my uncle in his weakest form. He was pale, no facial hair (including his eyebrows), and he was shaking like a leaf. The worst part for him though, was that he couldn't eat the food that he normally does and I remember him drinking black coffee from a ceramic mug.

I never wanted to see him like that again. That's when the good news came, Shawn was in remission. I remember everyone in my family wore yellow LiveStrong bands on our wrists and when he went into remission, my grandma took hers off and wrote down the date that he found out that he was in remission. She even quit smoking, because there was nothing to worry about anymore. We were overjoyed and Shawn's facial hair even began to grow back.

Unfortunately, our happiness was shortlived.