The next morning you awoke and tried to figure out what was so unsettling about yesterday and then you remembered. You groaned and fell back onto your pillow. You didn’t want to think about it, you didn’t want to do anything. You lied there for awhile until your mom came in to check if you were alright. You started crying again and she did too and she held you and you both cried together. Once the tears had been shed, she told you she would come along to your surgery so you didn’t feel scared. You squeezed her hand as a sign of thank you.
Later on at the hospital, you sat nervously in the bed waiting for the nurses to come and start to hook you up to all the wires. You were really nervous about the iv because needles were just something you never liked. The nurse soon came in and began to hook you up to the wires and explained to you what was going to happen in the surgery. After she explained it all another nurse came in to start up your iv. You reached out and grabbed your mom’s hand as the nurse prepared the needle. Once it was over they left you and your mom alone in the room. You mom came over to the bed and started to stroke your head.
“I’ll be here waiting for you when you get out.” she said. You just squeezed her hand because you were too upset and worried to speak and you didn’t want her to cry again. Soon you began to feel sleepy and you eventually fell asleep to your mom holding your hand. What felt like a few minutes later, you were awoken by your mom’s voice telling you to wake up. You moaned and moved and rubbed your eyes. You felt a weird feeling inside your chest and you knew that was the thing that they were use to give chemo. The “port” is what they called it. You hand gently touched the bandaged area. You lifted your eyes to your mom and gave a weak smile to say ‘im okay.’ You couldn’t look for long because her eyes looked sad and that she was holding back tears. The doctor then came in, interrupting your thoughts.
“hello.” he said “the surgery went well and you seem to be doing well so we are just going to do a few more quick tests and then you can sign out and leave.” You just nodded and managed to answer with an ‘okay.'
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A Cancer Story
Teen FictionA story from your perspective of your fight with cancer and your best friend Logan..
