30 DAYS TO LIVE

EPISODE ONE (FATALE RESULT) FATALE RESULT The sound of rain outside her window was soothing, but I couldn't relax. sleep was far from coming, I tried doin my project but couldn't focus on the assignment the lecturer gave us , I couldn't help but worrying about the doctor's appointment I had tomorrow. I tried to calm myself down by listening to my favorite songs but my mind kept racing. "You're probably just being paranoid," I told myself. "You're young and healthy. It's probably nothing." But I couldn't shake thoughts away I knew deep down that something was wrong. I've been having headaches and dizzy spells for weeks now, and they were getting worse. I've also had trouble concentrating and my vision had been blurry lately. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong. When I finally decided to try to get some sleep, but as soon as my head hit the pillow, my eyes shot open. I heard my phone ring. I leapt out of bed and ran to answer it. "Hello?" I said, my heart racing. "Sarah, it's Dr. Lee," the voice on the other end of the line said. "I'm afraid I have some bad news." Immediately my stomach dropped. I knew this call was not going to be good. "What is it?" I asked, my voice shaking. "I'm afraid the results of your tests are not what we'd hoped for," Dr. Lee said, her voice gentle but firm. "I'm so sorry to tell you this, but you have a brain ...tumor." my mind went blank. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "A tumor?" I repeated, her voice barely a whisper. "But I'm only twenty-one," I said, my voice rising in panic. "This can't be happening to me." "I know this is a shock," Dr. Lee said. "I'm so sorry to have to tell you this, but we need to start treatment as soon as possible you just have a month to live. Can you come in to see me tomorrow?" "I...I..."..."I need some time to process this."...I stammered "Of course," Dr. Lee said. "Take all the time you need. Just please know that we're going to do everything we can to help you through this. I'll be here whenever you're ready to talk." "Thank you," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "I'll call you when I'm ready." After I hung up the phone, I sat down on my bed and let the tears that have been stored come out. I felt traumatized by the news, but I became strangely calm after I'd cried my eyes out I knew she had to be strong and face this head-on and get through it. I wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. I then pulled out my journal and started to write. I wrote about everything she was feeling, about my fears and worries. As I wrote, I began to feel a sense of clarity and hope. I decided to face this diagnosis head-on and not let it defeat me. I would fight with everything i had and would win. I closed my journal and took another deep breath. It was time to face this challenge. It was time to take control of my life and future. The next morning, Sarah got up and got ready for her appointment with Dr. Lee. She put on her bravest face and walked into the doctor's office. "Hello, Sarah," Dr. Lee said with a warm smile. "It's good to see you." "It's good to see you too," I said, trying to sound strong. "Shall we get started?" Dr. Lee asked. "Yes," I said, her voice firm. "Let's get started." We spent the next hour going over my diagnosis and treatment options. I listened closely and asked lots of questions. As the appointment drew to a close, Dr. Lee said, "You're a very brave and strong young woman, Sarah. I have no doubt that you'll get through this." "Thank you, Dr. Lee," I said, feeling her resolve strengthen. "I'm going to fight this with everything I have." "I know you are," Dr. Lee said with a smile. "And we're going to be here to help you every step of the way." After leaving the doctor's office, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I felt more in control of my life and future. I knew this would...be a difficult journey, but was determined to get through it. I visited my best friend Cleo, and told her about my illness and the treatment plan. Cleo was very supportive and reassuring, she Said she was there for her no matter what. When I got home I felt so grateful to have such a wonderful friend. The next few weeks were a blur of doctor's appointment and side effects. I resolved in my heart not to disclose it with my family in order not to burden them with my pains so she hid I diagnosis from my family. I felt like I could handle the pain on my own and that it was better to keep it to myself. But as time went on, I realized that hiding it was only making things worse for me. I began to withdraw and isolate myself and was finding it harder and harder to cope. I started to feel like I was living a double life, pretending everything was fine while struggling behind the scenes. One night, my mom noticed that something was off. She saw I was not myself was worried. "Sarah, what's going on?" she asked, her voice full of concern. I hesitated, unsure of what to say. But after much persuasion from her I finally Spoke up ... "Mom, I have something to tell you," I said, my voice broken and bittered. .."I have a brain tumor." My mom's eyes filled with tears but she hid it, she reached out and took my hand. "Oh, honey, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice breaking. "We'll get through this together My mom helped me to share the news with the rest of the family. It was hard, but everyone rallied around me and offered their support. Having the weight of the secret lifted was a huge relief, and I felt closer to my family than ever before. I also found the strength to open up to my other friends, who were equally supportive and loving. This support system was so important to me, and i felt like she could take on anything with them by my side. As my treatment progressed, I found myself feeling better due to the love and affection I received. THE NEXT DAY; My phone rang in the room while I was in the bathroom. I quickly came out to get the call and slumped. ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠ ♠♠ AT THE HOSPITAL; I heard some noise as I slowly opened my eyes. "Doctor she's awake" A nurse said. How're you feeling now honey? The doctor asked in a cheerful tone. I'm feeling...better a bit, I muttered. "What happened to me I asked"? You passed out dear, did you skip your medications or get worked up with some thoughts? The doctor asked. " I don't know doc I said tears dropping quickly from my eyes. Do you think I'd make it. I don't want to die. "No you won't dear we'd do everything possible for you to stay healthy. We're all here for you she said with a sympathetic look. The doctor knew it was not possible, the tumor has grown and reached the final peak I just had a month to live. All i needed then was more love and attention. "Where's my mom"? I asked. "Oh, she went out to get you clothes you could change into, just take some rest she'd soon be back. Incase you need anything let me know ok, the doctor said while caressing my right shoulder.