C'est la vie
After few weeks later staying at home, Gus seems to improve, he started to eat more. And I go to his house every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday, to make sure that his ok, I think I just can't believe he is recover and afraid that he will collapse again. Soon, he can stand up and go out just like before.
Today is Wednesday, but it is also the day I have to see my doctor. Mom drive me to the front door.
"Are you sure you don't need me to go inside with you?" Mom asked.
"No, I can handle it, really." I replied.
I decided that if I want my mom not so worry about me, I have to first act like an adult.
Walk in to the door with a weird nod to my mom, I was wondering how to look brave in the view of my back.
I wait outside doctor's office until his assistant tell me it my turn. This is my first time come to this office alone. I sit on the chair.
"Hello, Hazal, where's your mom?" Doctor asked.
"I come alone this time." I said. And doctor seem surprised.
"There are some important thing I'm going to tell you today." Doctor said.
My hands started to get wet, and I beef myself why do I insist to look like and adult today.
" The report shows that your cancer index has come to a regular range." Doctor said.
" So...? What does it mean?" I asked.
" It means now, you are just like a normal people, not sick. No cancer." Doctor throw me a shocker.
I can't even say a word after I heard what doctor said. After sixteen years being a patient, it's hard for me to learn how to be a "normal" people. What am I going to do if I have so many time? I used to believe that I can't be still alive when I go to my twenty years old, but now,