How I lived my mom's cancer

Despite the biopsy's result, my mom staying at the hospital and listening to a lot of doctors repeating how the treatment will go, I kept thinking it was just a bad dream or a mistaken diagnostic. My family filed my soul with peace when I met them at the hospital entrance the day after the news and they were trying to show their support but I was still thinking it was just a nightmare and I would wake up to find my mommy smiling and healthy at home. I had never imagined something like that. Nobody does. Cancer is something you always look at the distance and you can't imagine how big it is until someone in your family gets it. We even have a relative with leukemia before. I denied the illness during the first days, I blocked that part of our lives and saw it like a simple illness to have the courage to show myself as strong as I learnt I had to be since I was a child. My grandma used to say me that I had to be brave and with an strong temperament so that's what I was ...

Having a relative with cancer is like living at an emotional roller coaster and the first big drop is when the doctor tells you: "it might be cancer, we need a biopsy". There comes the doubt, the fear and you need to take your first fast decision: try to look relaxed and show all your support to your relative. During the week that we had to wait the hospital to give us the result diagnostic from my Mom's biopsy, I used to ask myself "what if the diagnostic is really cancer? How would the treatment be? What should I say? What should I do?" and I didn't sleep because  I was afraid that my Mom's body would give up to the cancer and that she would be dead in the morning, so I used to check her breathing at midnight and early in the morning.  Time passed and I volunteered to pick up the results at the hospital to bring the exam results to my mom and her doctor. For any reason, which I'll never know, when the nurse opened the document in her computer I...