The words your biopsy had come back showing an early cancer
Playing on a constant loop
Sitting with the oncologist, I watch his lips move but all I can hear is my own pulse in my ears, quickening
The air in the room is harder to find I know I’m breathing but my chest feels like it’s about to explode
Cancer is the only word I keep hearing
I nod my head as he explains my surgery and I take all the leaflets graciously even though I know I won’t read them
I want to live , I want to live
-Angelina Galeano-
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- Comment from author about the poem: Learning to live with my cancer diagnosis and waiting for my surgery date. Luckily I’ve been diagnosed with an early cancer and hoping surgery will be all the treatment I need .
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Really brave words from you. My heart goes out to you receiving the news none of us ever want to hear.
Remain positive minded so that all your energies can fight this intruder into your body.
I want you to be a survivor. I want to see you writing 'i did it'.
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