Personal Narrative: My Life With Thyroid Cancer

On January 26 of this year, my mother informed my siblings and I that she had cancer. I remember that day like it was yesterday. It felt so unreal like I was dreaming: a figment of an overactive imagination. It was an early spring day, warm and sunny outside. The birds in our backyard seemed chirpier than ever. It was one of those days when the world seems waiting to be reborn. The promise and potential of the day and the season only served to heighten the unreality of what my mother was trying to convey. “I have thyroid cancer and unfortunately, it's metastasized out of her thyroid and into...” I couldn't even hear the rest. Cancer? Metastasized? What did these words even mean? How could this be? Why? My mom was in her early-50’s and while that seemed ancient to me, I knew it was way too young to have cancer.
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