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Neoplasia: A Tale of Confronting Cancer Challenge
Rediscovering life’s essence through neoplasia’s lens
“Suspicion of neoplasia.”
Well, I don’t know what that means. It’s going to be some kind of respiratory tract disease, something like sinusitis. Let’s see, I google it like I usually do with anything I don’t understand.
A chill runs through my entire body when I read the first sentence of the search: “Neoplasia means cancer.” My mind immediately explains everything: “Maybe, among other things, it can mean that. Let’s see what other meanings there are.”
There are no other meanings. I feel like I’ve just been struck by lightning. Every inch of my body feels like glued to the spot. I don’t know how to react. A silent tear rolls down my right cheek, followed by another on the left. More of them launch into the void and I feel tiny legs crawling across my face.
No, this can’t be. Yeah, he’s fine except sometimes his nose bleeds. It is true that he has had severe headaches for several months, that sometimes he takes several pills a day and they don’t go away. Luckily, when he goes out on a bike, he feels better. Biking is his passion.
I’ll google the symptoms and see what comes up.
