We'll Beat This
Chapter 1
3 years ago...
"Amelia, Ms. James, thank you for meeting me today." Mr. Sage, my doctor, greets us. "We ran extensive tests," I grasp my soar arms where they poked and prodded while doing the test. "Looked into every possibility, and have come to a conclusion. Amelia, you have stage 3 Leukemia. We will fight this, and we will beat this."
I'm numb. My mom starts crying, but I can't shed a tear. I can't move, I can't function. I feel my mom rub my back, but my only reaction is blinking. The doctor goes on about treatment and starting quickly, but the words barely meet my ears.
Cancer. I have cancer.
(Amelia's first chemo treatment)
Dread fills my stomach. I don't want to do this. I swing my bag over my shoulder and enter the car. I have everything I should, comfy clothes, books, magazines, music, my phone, but nothing can make me feel any better about this.
"So, this is the chemo. And it will feel a bit odd at first, but you will get used to it. It should take about 2 hours for the bag to empty, and I will be in to check up on you a few a times. If you need anything, just hit the call button, okay?" I nod and fish out my earphones. One direction and their music are the only things that are going to get me through this.
Dr. Sage connects the bag to my arm, and soon enough the poison seeps into my veins. I turn on my music and 'What makes you beautiful' floats through my earphones. I crank it up and try to block out the pain.
Later that day..
Waves of pain rake over my body as the food I ate earlier makes a reappearance. Damn this chemo. I can barely even stand up, so I yell at mom to get me a pillow and blanket. I cling to the pillow she placed in front of me and pray that the pain will stop. But I know that this is only the beginning.
"Amelia, Ms. James, thank you for meeting me today." Mr. Sage, my doctor, greets us. "We ran extensive tests," I grasp my soar arms where they poked and prodded while doing the test. "Looked into every possibility, and have come to a conclusion. Amelia, you have stage 3 Leukemia. We will fight this, and we will beat this."
I'm numb. My mom starts crying, but I can't shed a tear. I can't move, I can't function. I feel my mom rub my back, but my only reaction is blinking. The doctor goes on about treatment and starting quickly, but the words barely meet my ears.
Cancer. I have cancer.
(Amelia's first chemo treatment)
Dread fills my stomach. I don't want to do this. I swing my bag over my shoulder and enter the car. I have everything I should, comfy clothes, books, magazines, music, my phone, but nothing can make me feel any better about this.
"So, this is the chemo. And it will feel a bit odd at first, but you will get used to it. It should take about 2 hours for the bag to empty, and I will be in to check up on you a few a times. If you need anything, just hit the call button, okay?" I nod and fish out my earphones. One direction and their music are the only things that are going to get me through this.
Dr. Sage connects the bag to my arm, and soon enough the poison seeps into my veins. I turn on my music and 'What makes you beautiful' floats through my earphones. I crank it up and try to block out the pain.
Later that day..
Waves of pain rake over my body as the food I ate earlier makes a reappearance. Damn this chemo. I can barely even stand up, so I yell at mom to get me a pillow and blanket. I cling to the pillow she placed in front of me and pray that the pain will stop. But I know that this is only the beginning.
@Carrotlover
9/18/13