Personal Narrative: Grandma And Cancer Treatments

I can remember it as if it was yesterday. The first person I lost to cancer, it was my grandma. I do not think I was or have even been told what type of cancer she had. Back then I did not care, all I know it had been stage four and they had limited choices. My freshman year my grandma started undergoing a lot of chemo and radiation treatments when the surgery had failed that previous spring. I can only guess what she was thinking when they told her the news. I know I just wanted her to be better; I wanted my spirited grandma back, the one who taught me and my brother to walk on those big oil barrels, the only person I can remember singing about even the smallest things, who passed on her love of art to me. After her first few treatments she struggled with her eating habits losing too much weight, when she really should have been eating more to keep up her strength. Her face was pale and she was very frail. She was in and out of …show more content…
I got confirmed at the beginning of her treatments, my grandma could not make it, to make up for her absence she sent a stained glass mosaic with lilies and a bible verse, it is my favorite gift from her. Our last Christmas with my grandma my family and I bought her purple sweater and a blanket my mom made for her I believe. The older grandchildren including me received twenty five dollars in cash from her and grandpa, I could have cared less about the money, any disappointment was more do to the fact my grandma was not well, I was powerless to do anything. On her birthday in April we brought down food and spent the day with her. My brother and my mom went shopping at the thrift shop in town, while I stayed with my grandma to spend time with her. We talked about lots of thing, she had asked “Megan what grade are you in?” knowing it was not her fault for not remembering, I answered “I’m in the end of my freshman year grandma.” She made every grandkid that had already graduated a blanket. “Have I made