Mark's POV
When Callie was only 8 the cancer came back, for two years the cancer just got worse and worse. Each day she got thinner and weaker. She'd been in the hospital the entire time. One night I was sitting on an armchair in our living room at home. Lea and I had bought it on out honey moon. It was horrible, sickly grey and overstuffed, but we were young back then and for some reasons this appealed to us. I couldn't help wondering how Lea would be handling the situation I was in. My eight year old daughter had what seemed like terminal cancer and my son was failing all his subjects.
Then I had a breakdown, I went to the cupboard and searched for any alcohol we had. I found a half-empty bottle of Tequila at the very back of the cupboard. I had one glass, then another and another. Before I knew it I'd finished the whole thing. I started crying as i remembered how our family used it be happy and perfect. Since the night we lost Lea everything had just started crumbling around us. I closed my eyes and put my head on the cold kitchen counter.
And that's where my son found me the next morning. He dragged me upstairs and just sat me on my bed and walked away, his eyes were full of disgust. I couldn't believe I'd gotten so drunk and let this happen. I was the one who had to be strong for my family.
Shit I'd just remembered it was the hospital talent show last night, were all the kids sung or performed. Callie had taken part in it. I couldn't believe I'd fucking missed it. I felt terrible. Despite my pounding hangover induced headache, I got dressed and headed out to my car. James had already left for school already. I rushed to the hospital.
I'd been apologising to her for an hour now. She'd just nod and say it was fine. I could see her mask slipping though. All this time she'd been so brave. we'd been extremely lucky and found an organ donor after only year and even before she went into have her operations and chemo, she would still smile now matter how scared she was. As I looked at her I noticed a single tear run down her cheek.
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Cancer and Family
RandomThis is the story of a family, in 2000 they lost their mother in a car accident. When the girl was five years old she was diagnosed with cancer. this is the story of how she and her family cope with it.
