Narrative Essay On Breast Cancer

My mom is the most caring, kind, thoughtful, and most of all, strongest person I know. So as you can probably imagine, it was a huge shock when she confessed to me she had been diagnosed with a very curable case of breast cancer. Even though my mom faced a 90% survival rate, I was still in awe when she told me. It was insane to think that the fatal disease I had only personally been faced with in movies (usually ending with me bawling crying), was actually going to happen to my mom and our family. After I had a week or two to reassure myself that my mom was going to be ok, I began to let my mind drift to scenarios that had the slightest chance of being remotely possible: What if my mom looses her hair? What if it takes her breasts? Even the looming question: What if something goes wrong and the cancer kills her? I was confused about why I was so terrified of something that was diagnosed to a woman somewhere in the world every 19 seconds. …show more content…
I had convinced myself that I needed to do everything I have ever dreamed of right now while I still could. My next three weeks were spent anxiously waiting for the last school bell to ring signaling the start of summer that would give me the freedom I so desperately craved to go explore the world. I tried to forget the important information hanging above my head and label it just as “extreme wanderlust,” even going as far to look up the next expedition to climb Everest. However, once I came to terms with the realization I was not going to climb Everest or do any other mind-blowing adventurous things this summer, I began to get over the fact that I may or may not eventually be faced with breast cancer later on in my