A quiet evening turns for the worse

I was working as hard as I could to support three kids. I had a car payment. A home . I started experiencing extreme headaches . So I’d lie still and breathe, sometimes reaching for aspirin . One day, as I was breathing, I felt tugging on my head . My blood pressure was low and I was rushed to the Emergency Room. In one moment, I was told, “You have brain cancer.”

Just like that .

I never broke down in tears . I was hard-headed and went through every emotion in this world to find a feeling. I was numb. I had to find alternative housing, rely on family to help with arrangements with the children. I was unable to be medicated and no there was therapy suggested . I am still here, seven years later not knowing if I am terminal. Just continuing to monitor anything that happens to feels different. I see my doctor when needed .