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Why don’t all people get the same treatment for cancer?

Not to mention the number of jobs I tried to apply for to help my mom with the bills I even started up a few of my own companies just to help make ends meet Mom hated that I worked so much I hated that she had cancer We’d call that an even deal of hatred

I put on a brave face for the rest of the world, being the charmer I’d always been Everyone in ood friend, or a great worker, they could co class clown of sorts Hell, I needed it, because if I wasn’t being goofy or a workaholic, I was overthinking And if I overthought, I’d drown

I never revealed ured if they kne bad I hurt, they’d worry aboutabout h on her plate as it was, and the last thing she needed was to be concerned aboutconcerned about her Still, that didn’t keep her fro about me That’s what mothers do when it comes to their children, I supposed They worry

Our relationship was a forever loop of us checking in on one another Mom was my partner in crime in that orried about each other’s worries Wash, rinse, repeat

“You can come in with me,” Mom said as aited in the lobby of the doctor’s office “You’ve been with h every step of this, both times, so I want you in the office with me, no matter what”

I sed hard and nodded o in, I’d never leave her alone

I hated how the waiting area smelled, like mothballs and peppernosed with cancer, I’d stuff my pockets with those candies when I came with her to the doctor’s office Now, just the smell of them made me want to heave

We aiting to see Dr Bern to get the results of Mo to see if the chehout her body Needless to say, h the roof

“Mrs Roe? You can coh my mom had divorced my lowlife father years before, she’d held on to his last nae it, but she toldthat last naether with our last na

Mom was a softy like that

As alked into the office, I hated how fa felt to me No one should ever have to become familiar with a doctor’s office I hated how I’d sat in that waiting room when I was ten, eleven, and twelve I hated hoas forced to do the saain when I was fifteen, sixteen, and seventeen