My Cancer Story Ch. 50 “Extended Family”

Chapter 50: “Extended Family”

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While I had been busy as of late befriending “Mary Jane” (the real Mary Jane, mind you) for the first time ever, my family – both human and animal – had been growing in numbers.

 

My sister was pregnant and due in June with their first child. She announced it soon after my hospitalization and part of me fought for my life so that I could see my first niece or nephew being born. Lord knows it would be a while until my younger brother had a child; at least for his sake.

 

It was around the Holidays of 2003 that we had received word of the sex: Kylie was due to have a baby girl. Immediately, my mind filled with colloquialisms for my Brother-in-law such as “Daddy’s Little Girl” or “Careful when she’s sixteen.”

 

And on June 22nd, 2004, a mere three days from my Birthday, Madison was born.

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My Cancer Story Ch. 3 “The First Day of Chemo”

Chapter 3: The First Day of Chemo

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Saturday approached faster than I had expected. The future always seems so far away until it sticks you right in your android chest receptacle, er– Port-a-cath.

 

They had to hydrate my blood first, so I had been on a steady drip of saline for the past few days. It is true what they say: when they first push the saline through it goes right to your taste buds. It’s disgusting, like gargling seawater laced with a medical “after smell.” At least it was for me.

 

At that moment I was reminded that I had never been hospitalized before; no pneumonia, bad fever, or any broken legs for that matter–

Well, I did break my wrist once in third grade, but I wasn’t hospitalized. It was a stupid mistake…

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