Chapter 4:- Leukemia
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I rushed down the stairs only to see her happily eating her pizza.
"Gosh, you scared me.” I eyed her, and she dramatically rolled her eyes.
“Sit and eat or go to bed.” She didn't even look at me.
I gently tilted my head to the side and slightly pouted my lips. After a while, I sighed and sat down.
“I got the job,” I murmured, and immediately she looked at me, her eyes almost gorging off their socket.
“Really?” She jumped up.
“Yes.”
“Oh moon goddess, you're so lazy. Come, let's pick out something you'd wear, girl; it's tomorrow! I'm super happy for you.” she said, pulling me up the stairs.
“What about dinner?” I asked.
“You can have dinner later; this is more important.” I made a puppy face and had no choice but to quietly follow her.
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I woke up as the alarm blared. I quickly turned it off, not wanting to ruin the silence. The world was quiet, and I needed to let my mind soar.
“What is it, morning already? Gosh, I hate Mondays.”
It was morning, and I did not like mornings. It was a Monday; I hated Mondays. The
The first day of any working week always manages to be the worst, but hopefully, I didn't expect the same since I was going for my interview.
I got up a few minutes later to begin my day. I had a quick shower and styled my hair in a sleek bun. In my robe, I waddled to the kitchen to make tea.
“Mary, good morning!” I screamed out.
As usual, Mary was still in bed.
The hot tea was what really woke me up. I glanced at the clock; it was minutes past seven. I dressed swiftly and added my documents to my bag.
I walked to the reading table, grabbed my purse, keys, and phone, and I was out the door.
"Mary, I'm out. I'd call you!” I shouted the moment I got to the stairs.
“Ok.” I had her murmur under her breath.
I nodded and walked down the hall to the elevator, but something felt wrong.
I had barely started my day, but I was already exhausted.
Inside the elevator, I rested my back against the wall and tried to catch my breath. I was finding it very difficult to breathe.
I felt something run down my nose and drip to the floor. It was blood. I stared at it as more drops fell down.
Gosh, I couldn’t understand what was happening to my body; “this is definitely the worst way to start my day.”
I murmured as my vision blurred, and my head spun as I slumped to the floor just as the elevator door opened.
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Machines beeped around me. I could smell antiseptic.
I opened my eyes slowly to see a nurse standing beside me with a smile on her face. Without trying, I could see how fake her smile was. Sighs.
“How are you feeling?” The nurse asked.
"Okay, I guess,” I responded.
“That’s nice.”
“I need to get to work.”
“We are still running tests on you.” The nurse said.
“There is an interview that I must attend; they will be expecting me.”
“Do you know where you are?” The nurse asked.
“Of course I know where I am, and I want to leave.” I frowned.
“Don’t you at least want to know why you fainted?”
“Ignorance is bliss.” I forced out a smile.
“I’ll let your doctor know you’re awake.”
A nurse disappeared, and not too long later she reappeared with a man in a lab coat.
“Good morning, Miss.” I heard the doctor.
“Please call me Jade,” I muttered.
"Well, Jade, how long have you been having nose bleeds?” The doctor asked.
“Maybe over two weeks now? I can’t really remember.” I said, looking into the air.
“What about any fainting spells?” He asked again.
“This was the first time. What happened?”
I glanced at the nurse, then back at the doctor, trying to read their expressions. I tried to brace myself for whatever bad news the doctor was coming.
“Jade, I’m sorry to say this, but you have cancer.”
The doctor waited for me to react— maybe for me to say something— but I remained calm, at least physically, but my mental space was on fire.
Why me? My life had always been filled with pain, and I guess the goddess wasn't ready to stop her punishment.
She looked up as if trying to hold back her tears. She wanted to act all strong but her body made her weak. She wanted to say something but even her mouth betrayed her.
"I seriously think you should involve your family. This isn't something you can get through on your own." The doctor said.
That's the thing, what he didn't understand is that she had no one to run to expect Mary.
At this 6 she was f****d as hell.
“What kind of cancer?” She asked, trying my best to hold back my tears.
“Leukaemia.”
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