It’s been 10 long months of having restless nights and going back and forth to the hospital.I remember walking into Smilow Cancer hospital for the first time. I didn’t know what to expect really.I just thought that it would be a depressing place, but it’s not. All the patients are so positive and full of joy.At the time I didn’t understand why, but now I do.It was because they made it through one more day, and beat cancer before it beat them.
December 22, 2013.I was in the medical transportation with my grandmother ( I call her Nana) heading back home.I got a “room call” from where we had just left.It was my mother. She said that there was something wrong with her and to write something down but she had no idea what it was because he was just walking around and finishing up her Christmas shopping!The driver noticed my urgency and handed me the note pad.
I did t know what was going on, but at the same it, I knew. I knew that my mom was ill form the start.