I will never forget Dec. 24, 2014, when the doctor I was referred to from my regular clinic called and said to come in. I was at work. I called my boss and told him I had to go to my doctor because he asked me to come and it was important. My heart rate was high. I smoke cigarettes, and on the way, I smoked like 4. Until I got there, I was scared and still scared when he told me I had cervical cancer, stage 2B. At the time, I didn’t know what 2B meant, and he explained it was very delicate, and that I needed to get treatment. But what it’s making it hard is a reconstruction on my ovaries that I had a year ago. I still wanna have one more kid, and I would love to keep my insides, but radiation may not work.
I been taking some natural medicine too. I’m Dominican, so we believe it helps. I have two kids, 8 and 6. They are my everything. I don’t see them without me. I have told some of my family and friends, but I don’t want them to feel sorry for me. It may be wrong for me to think that, but I’m so confused, sad, stressed, and tired. All my life, I have been fighting to survive and be a good woman, and every time I think I’m there, something happens. To be honest, I just think I should just give up and rest. I’m only 26 years old, and I have a lifetime of things that have happened to me. I’m just tired. To me, it’s more easy to write it here than to say it to my loved ones. They always see me like that strong woman that takes it all, but this time I’m just scared and don’t want my loved ones to go through this with me and see me me down and weak. Sometimes, I just wanna cry so much, but I hold it in and act like nothing is happening when I feel sad, stressed, and alone.
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