They called me. Nobody calls me.
She said they saw something it’s doesn’t belong
“I’m sorry”
I’ll have to have a biopsy.
I’m the healthiest I’ve ever been. This has to be a mistake.
They have to do more tests.
This is a nightmare. Shake me awake!
I just want this over. I just wanna know!!
Everyone is nicer that’s a plus. I guess.
I’m seeing this and people in a different light.
Mostly spend the day trying not to stress.
I sit now and enjoy the sounds of the day, the silence at night.
Why is this happening? I’m only 34.
Do I even have the right to cry?
I wanna be here next year.
No matter what they say I will try.
None of this makes sense. I’m sorry.
You’re the only people I’ve told.
But I don’t even really know.
I’m still waiting.
--Emma S., Adult