Hey lovelies, today I am going to be telling you a story. It was right after my diagnosis. We were still trying to figure out my course of treatment that I was gonna take. Me and my mom were both our "nice" selves and always putting others feelings and emotions before ours. So at the hospital they had something called Child Life Specialist or CLS for short. CLS were kinda like therapist but for kids and they would come around and bring you little fun activities to do and try to make your stay at the hospital a little bit more fun and easy. So when the CLS came to my room I was sitting on one side of the room around the corner and my mom was on the other side of the room. The CLS kept on asking me if they could bring me something to do. I politely said no thank you because I was still trying to deal with what I was going through and did not really want to be bothered. But then the CLS decided to list a few things that she could bring me she asked me if I wanted to paint or bring in art supplies and I said no. She asked if I liked music and wanted to bring me a guitar, I said no. Now, while she was asking me these questions my mom was half listening and half doing her own thing. So then the CLS asked me if I like to read and finally I said yes. She asked what types of books do I like to read and I responded with, I don't really know. She said that she knows a really good kids book called "The Fault In Our Stars". The second my mom heard that book title come out of the CLS mouth she pounced on her like a Mama Bear protecting her cubby.My mom was screaming "NO,NO,NO,SHE IS NOT READING THAT BOOK EVER!!!". Then the CLS ran out of the room. If you do not know that book is about 2 young teenagers falling in love and dying of cancer. Here are some realistic things you need to know. Number one, kids dealing with cancer are not like kids dealing with cancer in the book or movies. You do not fall in love because you are simply too busy and too focused on fighting the disease and staying alive. Number two, everyone in the cancer ward or the hospital just keep to themselves and stay in their room and mind their own business. Basically your whole world shrinks to your doctors and your close family and friends. After I came back from going through so much in Boston the same CLS came into my room and introduced herself. she remembered me and the mistake she made and apologized. She said that after she left work that night she got in her car and cried all the way home that night!! I just would like to thank my mom for going all Mama Bear on the CLS and protecting her baby cub from reading that awful and horrifying and sad book.
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