Reflective Essay: How Chemotherapy Changed My Life

Just a couple days after my birthday; Feb.2; I went home for a school vacation. It was Presidents Break actually. When I got off the bus for transportation, I was rushed to the emergency room. A couple days later I was told I had a tumor. Have you ever realized something’s wrong with you but you couldn’t quite figure out what exactly? Twice in the past four years I’ve struggled with an illness that was challenging to fight. But the struggle made me a better person and look at life differently. “Can I go to medical?” That was the question I had asked my teacher Mrs. Miller in 8th grade when I started to get these unbearable back pains, irritating fevers and nausea. One back pain turned into several, one fever turned into crying and nausea turned into crawling up in my bed like a new born with and infection. Mrs. Miller sent me to medical as I was crying in her class. I cried through the hall all the way to medical. My stomach was already large due to something that was not supposed to be in there. When the doctor checked me he felt something and all I could think was OH NO! He then further told me that I need to get a stool
When I first started chemo treatments, the chemo was so strong within the first 2 weeks my hair started falling out. I remember the one day I just got my hair done and I was about to go out with my mom so I was in the bathroom doing my hair and when I looked on the floor there was all this hair. Right then and there is when I knew the chemo was doing its job. Chemo also gives long term effects. One of the long term effect that I have is heat flash. Heat flashes has to do with menopause. Due to the enlarge tumor it had damaged my ovary so they had to take it out. You would think that’s bad but nothing is worst then getting diagnosed with cancer twice and losing both ovaries and living with the thought of not having no