My Story.
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Ongoing5m
Last published Thu, Jun 11, 2015
In 2010 my family and I found out I had cancer. I was only 9 years old. My sister Kay gave me Mono, which is what caused us finding my cancer. She says she gave cancer to me, well she didn't. She saved my life! I have Stage 4 Neuroblastoma Cancer. If you don't know what it is, all I know is that is follows your nerves system. My tumor rapped around my right kidney in my stomach. I had a spot on my right shoulder and I had it 100% in both legs. My first round of Chemotherapy was good but bad, I was in the hospital on my birthday. Later that night they said I could go home! August 4th was the best day of my life. I got out of the hospital and I had a party in my hospital room. Well I only had my mom, dad, sister, brother, best friend, her mom fans and brothers. Cupcakes were good. Little too much icing. In about a week or so I had to go back. I hated it! I hated the hospital!!! Well my second round was the same. My third was really bad. Forth same as 1&2. Fifth bad. 6&7 same as 1&2.
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