My Cancer Story Ch. 46 “My First Camera”

Chapter 46: “My First Camera”

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The summer had been a blast. Besides work, I’ve been living it up as much as humanly possible: hanging with my friends and preparing for my career path. I was actually looking forward to finally starting school.

 

We spent a night at Mitch’s family’s camp and plenty of days at his house playing Pool and shooting the shit.

 

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My Cancer Story Ch. 45 “Summer Soliloquy”

Chapter 45: “Summer Soliloquy”

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June 25th was twenty-one days away, but the entire month of June had always been a celebration of another year of life for me and now; that celebration was more apropos than ever.

We started the month off strong by attending the Senior Class play at the High School. It had only been a year since I partook in our own Senior play, Club Tango. I played an Italian character named Guido (I know, I know: not racist at all).

Nevertheless, Club Tango was an interesting experience. Only the year before that play, I had uttered the casual declaration that I wanted to make movies. Had it not been for that life-altering decision, I would have not auditioned for the Drama Club’s production.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 44 “A Crick in the Neck”

Chapter 44: “A Crick in the Neck”

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My favorite time of the year was almost upon us: Summer. There was nothing quite like a Maine summer: breezy sunshine, endless things to do, and breathtaking views. I wondered yet again if I would have made it to this point without treatment. Yes, it was a morbid way to envision such a serene two/ two and a half months. But it’s hard not to think of alternate timelines, even with my health fully intact.

And my hair had finally awoken from its chemo-induced slumber. I’ll admit I was a little worried; for a while, the little hair I had left had grown into a spiral, very similar to the cliché spiral pattern that would hypnotize cartoon characters.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 43 “A Sense of Dread”

Chapter 43: “A Sense of Dread”

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My attitude had forever been altered for the better, even as I returned to work. Sure, I still despised the job– I mean, who likes trying to get people into debt? Yet I had this sense of comfort in it all. I was alive; so the simple fact I could feel anything at all – even if it was disapproval of the company’s practices – was reassuring, to say the least.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 42 “Our First House”

Chapter 42: “Our First House”

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As March went on, I grew more excited each and every day. It was one thing to be home, but soon, I would be home at my own place. Well, I would share this house, but with some awesome friends. Tony, Shawn, and I were going to rent an entire freaking house.

I wondered if the place would become a sort of “party central,” and if I was healthy enough for that possibility, but in the end, it was a consistent place at which to rest my head and begin my new life.

The nights that I stayed at the apartment grew in numbers as I had yet to pack. It felt like yesterday that I had moved in this apartment, but it was only because I had spent less than a week total at this place.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 41 “Sibling Rivalry: Round Two”

Chapter 41: “Sibling Rivalry: Round Two”

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WARNING: This chapter features some vulgar audio clips from my past.

My nomad status returned during the month of March, akin to my brother and I’s younger selves as a divorcee’s child. It was hard not “reminisce” shuttling between Dad’s, Mom’s, and the apartment. I knew I had to be happy and spend as much time with everyone as I was physically able. I mean, after all…

I WAS HOME! FOR GOOD!

 

But the connections were there. We threw a massive party, just like the event when we were released back into our Father’s care after our foster run.

My brother and I rarely got along while staying at Lori and Todd’s, but I had hoped that after this deadly ordeal, our fighting days were over. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

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