Kicking Cancer to The Kerb

 Hi Incredible Readers, Ward 27 is a wonderful ward for teenagers and young adults. It is a ward filled with friendly staff who always greet you with a smile on their face. They provide you with five star care. They make your stay in the ward as comfortable as possible. It's home sweet home. There's rooms that make you think you're in a luxury hotel with room service. You get to do a bunch of activities to take your mind off being sick. Colouring, Playing Play-Station, drawing, and watching shows and movies on the TV's. The chill out room is fantastic. You get to read or play games. It's a hub of relaxation to get away from all the side effects of medication. Getting bubble baths is the ultimate pamper session you could dream of. Getting a free quilted handmade blanket is one of the perks of being hospitalised. If I had to give it a rating it'd be 10/10.  They let you donate things as well as take part in the make a wish foundation. It allows you to do the thing...

 Hey Cancer Survivors,  Remission. It sounds like the promised land. It's a goal you work towards. Getting back to reality is your number 1 priority. You have an army of friends and family behind you. They've supported you every step of the way. They're like cheerleaders cheering you on. Go Wild-Cats! It's time to get back to business. Pushing the pause button on life is over. You get to restart. You can be a whole new person if you want. Climbing a mountain of pain, and walking out of it on the other side to a finish line should earn you the chance to do a cliché Disney Prince victory dance when they get the girl in the end. It brings me to a line from Hannah Montana The Movie. It goes along the lines of: ;Life's a climb, but the view's great.' Yeah, it's a sappy one liner, but it allows one to appreciate how much effort it is to cling onto life, and keep living it to the fullest. Yes, I used to do the things I enjoyed when I was going through treatmen...

 Hi Amazing Future Writers,  It's the final step to getting back to normal. It's painful. I'd clench my jaw to freeze it out. The epic fail moment of not wailing hits you like a ton of bricks. First the nurse will rub alcohol on the area to clean it because the part where the needle is inserted is deep. It sticks in your skin like glue. They remove the needle holding the PICC line in place. Mine was not moving an inch. The needle was stuck. They had to get more supplies to get it out of my skin. Then the part connecting the bungs had to be yanked out. I screamed my head off like a kid howling in pain. After the line is out, it's the best feeling in the world. You've reached the finish line of your treatment. You deserve a medal. After my line was removed; my arm got cleaned up with an alcohol swab, and I was good to go home.  You can be on cloud 9. All of that hard work to get better paid off. You're given a clean bill of health. What more could a person want? T...

 Hey Biscuit Eaters,  When you're going through trials, and tribulations in life prayer to a higher power works. Praying to the One true god (Allah), makes you forget about cancer. You have to be passionate about something if you want to be cured. Every afternoon, or night, I'd raise my hand in supplication, and pray, I'd ask for everything and anything. You have to be sincere if you want your prayers to be answered. Crying, begging, to a reasonable limit can help. If you're desperate enough to want to get better for your loved ones. Close you eyes, look to the heavens, and ask until you've poured your heart and soul out to the Lord of the World.  A really cool one liner that I've said in my life is:  'Ask and you shall receive.' Always ask God with conviction, about anything. Seeking help from a higher power will give you the strength to keep living. Making long prayers is like having a conversation with God. He's all-seeing/all-knowing, so he'l...

 Hey Disney Plus Chillers,  Silence fills you like a void. You build up your walls as high as the sky. These walls protect you from getting hurt again. Shutting people out can cause you to lose your voice. You close yourself off from the people who are closest to you. You have this guarded look in your eyes, because you're not ready to face the world after you're grieving the loss of a person you shared a room with in hospital. The yellowed pages of your open book slam shut. That once bubbly/out-going personality fades into the background. You crawl back into your shell; just like a caterpillar crawls into a cocoon. You don't feel like fighting for a few seconds. You lock yourself behind a mask, and you throw away the key. You forget what it feels like to let your voice out of it's cage, and soar over the rooftops like a lioness's roar. I'll stop rambling now and give you some space to process this.  Then the reality checks come. People want you to snap out of i...

 Hi Aspiring Bloggers,  Having a lousy time staying awake? Not being interested in doing anything? Feeling too whacked out to interact with family? These are a few ways to make the people in your inner family circle worried. You get taken to the hospital. You get swabbed up your nose, and at the back of your mouth. Then you get taken to a room, and you're hooked up to machines. IV paracetamol, and fluid IV's. Being hooked up to machines reminds me of Frank Castle a.k.a The Punisher in the hospital scene of the Marvel Series The Punisher. I know bad news kicks you in the stomach like a train crashing into your happy-go-lucky attitude. Finding out you have tested positive for covid makes you wish the ground would open up, and swallow you up, and maybe spit you out again.  You have to be isolated. Staying in one room can drive you crazy. It feels like you're caged in because you can't travel around the ward. The chill-out room's calling your name. One time I was in th...