Day 3 August 26, 2018, Monday

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I woke up to the startling sound of my alarm clock I went to wake up Bryan then I took a

shower got ready and packed my bag. I ran into Dad in the hallway for the first time. I had

been avoiding him and Alice thinking about how much I was hurting them. That was

when I realized I was hurting them more not talking to them than I was being around

them. I gave him a hug and started crying. I apologized, I have been doing that a lot lately.

He told me it wasn't my fault, Alice missed me so I went into her room. She was just barely

awake. She started to say something about her being sorry and I stopped her. I didn't want

sympathy from anyone. So we just laid there and looked at her ceiling. I got up.

"I have to go to school. I love you, have a good day." I walked out. I wasn't fast enough to

miss the crying. Bryan and I drove to school talking about the new girl and how Mrs. Rathbone

was so mean. I think we both forgot about everything for a while.

School went by as slowly as ever, no one knew about the news so there were no rumors, yet.

I hoped that the school wouldn't notice my absence. I didn't want people grieving over

me. English was one of my favorites so that went quickly. Bryan and I walked into the

cafeteria hand in hand. Callie and Ethan were waiting for us at our table. They were the first

people I told. They had my favorite response.

"Well, I guess we will have to throw plenty of parties to get you your fill," Ethan exclaimed. I

laughed. It was like a huge weight had been lifted off my chest. Callie said that she didn't want

me to be upset because I would get to spend that time with the people I loved. I looked a Bryan

and gave him a peck on the cheek... he blushed! Ethan laughed, "Nothing new there!" The lunch

table exploded with laughter.

When I got home I did my homework. Bryan was going to sleep at his house tonight, he

would meet me at Starbucks in the morning for coffee. Then at 11:00 I had more chemo

and was turning in the trial submissions hoping I would get a spot. I decided to look at them

so I could eliminate some. I only took out two because they only had a 4% success rate. It stinks

because they were the only two that didn't involve surgery, I noticed a trend. I drifted off to

sleep around 10 pm.

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