Like The Coral In The Sea (True Cancer Story Part 2)
If you missed out on Part 1 of the story , you can go to my previous post.
Later that night I did not stay home. I went back to my hostel. When I reached my campus, my friends asked me to join them for Praise & Worship Concert, I followed them.
I received a text from my mom. "Pray for him". I broke down to tears in front of my friends, I told them. They were all in shocked like me.
I was so devastated that I kept on questioning why all these happened to us. To him.
Few days after, my brother started his first chemotherapy. As the eldest, my siblings have been my responsibility. From day one of his treatment, I never let my parents or other siblings to stay the night with him. I was in my third year of studying that time. Whenever my brother had treatment, I will rushed to hospital once I am done with classes.
Throughout the treatment, he showed positive outcome. All the blood test were all good. No other complications.
Hallelujah! All chemo cycle DONE! ALL CHECKED and seemed like the cancer was "gone"
I must've been using " I remember" phrase a lot but yeah I still remember how my dad wouldn't say the word "Cancer" whenever asked. He just said sick. Same goes to my mum. It's like the word was taboo to be said.
Like, it's bloody cancer. Just, say it!
I wasn't proud of it. None of us were.
I just hated it on how the way they see Cancer.
Like, cant you guys see "May lead to death" note by the Dr at the end of the report!! Arent yguys scared?!
I was being selfish.
Only awhile after, I realised both of them were trying to be positive and strong. Even tho, it looked like they took it just mehh.
I felt bad, for the sleepless night my mum had.
I felt bad, for my dad had to work with his mind worried.
I felt bad for my sister too, she didnt say much but we're both hurt.
This is my side of the story. I'd love to put my family's sides of story here but I'm not ready.
I never asked, if they're ok.
If they're sad, devastated, frustated like me.
I never asked my brother, what exactly he feels about all these.
I can't. It's Unbearable.
My story doesn't end here. This is still the beginning. If you may, Please follow me on this journey.