Dear First Love,
...I think I’m dying.
I coughed up blood four days ago, and hid it from my grandma. I think she’s on to something, but I can’t tell her until I’m sure. I don’t want to worry her for nothing.
But I couldn’t hide it from her two days ago when I coughed up so much blood that I fainted right in front of her. I woke up today in the hospital. Grandma was right by my side, holding my hand.
When I woke up, she told me... I had lung cancer. Stage four. Untreatable. Unless... I got a lung transplant from someone, but they had to have specific blood types and other medical things that I couldn’t understand.
Grandma also told me that the doctors estimated that I would live only a month, maybe two if I pushed it. She asked me to tell her honestly how long I had been experiencing t
