Transformative Speech: My Mom's Cancer

The power of thoughts and feelings are so underestimated and unappreciated, yet when they are paid attention to they can change a person’s life forever. Esther Grace Earl was a sixteen year old girl who died of cancer in 2010, in a memoir titled This Star Won’t Go Out Esther’s family published her diary entries for the world to read. Little did her family know that their beloved “Estee” would cause another sixteen year old girl to bawl her eyes out at two a.m. six years after Esther’s death. Esther was not just some-girl-with-cancer she was a light, hence her nickname “Star”; although Esther was battling incurable cancer she was selfless. Esther was not angry at the world, she was not hateful; instead, she was loving, caring, compassionate,

Imagine, your child has been having a pain in his stomach for weeks. He has been screaming uncontrollably. You have taken him to the doctors multiple times, only to be told it is just a virus. You finally take him to the ER, determined to find an answer and end your child 's pain. When you get to the ER they decide to do an MRI on his stomach.

Together we can make a world where cancer no longer means living with fear, without hope, or worse. I alone can’t change the world but I can cast a stone across waters to create many ripples. As soon as diagnosis of cancer is made, a number of questions and emotions flood the patient’s mind. “Why me?” is something which lingers in the mind throughout life.

I choose Mother’s Day because I am very close to my mother. The news article I choose is a primary source, as it describes a relationship with a daughter and mother with Alzheimer’s. The article starts off with the daughter talking about what her mother did and how she lived an eccentric life. Next she goes on about how the disease started and how it impacted her and her mother. Subsequently it ends with how bad the disease became and how even through the darkness of it, there will always be a hope and a light that you see in their eyes.

On April 10, 2013, she was at the Surgery Clinic in Houma, Louisiana to find out the test results for a strange lump she found on her breast. When the nurse walked into the room, Linda’s heart sunk from being so nervous and scared about the results. The nurse said, “I have bad, but good new. It happens to be stage two breast cancer, but it is treatable.” The first two words that came to her head was “Thank God!”

The ensuing double mastectomy, chemotherapy and years of reconstruction were prolonged, violent assaults to my very core and body. I often felt vulnerable and damaged. In my quest to keep up a sense of normalcy and dignity, I did my best to internalize this experience as a reminder of my immortality, the fragility of life and the importance of loving and living in the moment. The human spirit is

I had to be strong for her and the family, I had to be their rock. As my mother laid in the hospital recovering, I filled in the empty slot of mother's role. I was a high school student during the day and in the evening I was the chef, the caretaker, and the nurse. On the weekend I worked as a cashier to help our financial woes. I couldn't hold

1) Q. Who was more of an influence in your writing career, Mom or Dad? A. For The Hunger Games Series, my biggest influence was my dad with all of the war knowledge, but for when I was writing for Nickelodeon my mom really influenced the sweet part of life. 2)

I grew up with panic disorder, which at points was so crippling I would be unable to leave my house for days on end. In order to cope, I began to immerse myself in practicing music, which was made widely available to me by the band program at my high school. I joined every ensemble I could- marching band, jazz band, theatre ensembles- and the more I played, the less time I had to think about all the things that scared me. The availability of my directors and their passion for music ultimately aided in my ability to overcome the disorder that was slowly destroying me, and I hope to one day be able to do as they did for someone in the future.

As my father called my brother John and I into my parents’ room, I could feel the negative energy as it filled the house with sorrow. My 67 year old grandmother had been in MD Anderson Cancer Center for months, fighting leukemia, a cancer of blood-forming tissues, hindering the body 's ability to fight infection. “Acute Myeloid Leukemia occurs predominantly in the elderly and more than half of the cases are diagnosed in the subjects aged more than 60 years.” She spent an extensive amount of time laying in her hospital bed suffering with modest hopes of survival. We almost certainly knew her last days were approaching.

People are afraid of change, we normally don’t know how to react towards it. Tomasen who wrote “Love, Laughter and Leukemia”, gave us their point of view of how to see the world in a positive way. Throughout this essay Tomasen talked about a lady, Emma being diagnosed with Leukemia, she didn’t know why God made her go through that phase but it was out of her hands. All she could do is embrace it and look for the good moments that have and had happened to her. When she found out she had Leukemia, she didn’t know what to do or how to take that news.

Feelings of confusion, anger, and doubt flooded my head at that moment. I could not believe it; my own mother was diagnosed with stage three Lymphoma. Our little family of four would be strained for the next few months as the main caregiver underwent chemotherapy and other treatment. We all knew we would have to take more responsibilities around the house, but the true duties exceeded expectations. My mother 's responsibilities would have to be divided among my father, brother, and me.

She comes to my aide whenever I need her making her a reliable person that I can depend on. Even if I just want to talk, she listens with compassion and she tries to look at it from my point of view on whatever problems that I may be dealing with. My mother stays honest and tells me what I need to hear, not what she thinks I want to hear. She is even great at managing money, so whenever I have question in regards to my finical dilemma, she knows what

“Your grandmother has cancer.”, said the Nurse. I felt like the world paused for that second. My grandmother and I are very close. When my parents went out to work, she would always take care of my brother and I. She would help us do our laundry, dishes, and cook for us.

I asked my Grandmother, when you finally went for your scan and the results came out positive what was your first reaction? She answered in tears and said i immediately fell to the ground in shock, “I suffered through the treatment and ended up in breast conserving surgery were i got my left side breast removed, over a 2 months of healing after being in hospital for 1 week after my surgery, after a couple of months after my surgery i went for my weekly check up and the Doctor then informed me that i had to get a mastectomy done on my right breast because the cancer cells had spread too and also a bit just by armpit , i am now 77 and finally recovered from the removal of both my breast and now i am proud to say i am Cancer free but in saying that i will never again hesitate getting a check up to insure I’m well.