Once upon a time, my mommy felt a bump. It wasn't like the bump that I got when I fell running, this was different and I knew it. My mommy went to the doctor and the doctor said...(I was hoping the doctor would just say "no more jumping on the bed" like the bedtime story my mommy used to read to me) ...my mommy needed surgery. I had surgery when I was a day old, I just don't remember it. I saw a few pictures and it looked like I got extra blankets and hugs afterwards, so it didn't seem so bad. Anyways, my mommy's surgery left her in pain. I've never seen my mommy in pain. I made her lots of heart arts and crafts to make her feel better. She did feel better and things were great. Life was back to normal. Then mommy came back from the doctor one day and she was sad. She needed something that was going to zap her better (radiation) and something that would make her hair fall out (chemo). What kind of medicine would make someone's hair fall out??? I loved my mommy's hair and I think she did too. I overheard mommy and daddy talking about "everything but the kitchen sink chemo". I don't know what that means but it sounded serious. And, it was serious. For the next 4 months my mom was really sick. I made her lots of cards and paper flowers. My mommy loves rainbows, so I made her rainbow cards to cheer her up. My mommy is better now and I think it's all because of my asking God to heal her up. I know it! I also know it's because of some pretty cool doctors and friends that kept lifting my mommy up when she was feeling down (and cooking delicious meals...there was this chicken cutlet that someone made that was my favorite! My mommy couldn't eat it, she was too sick). I love my mommy so much (and daddy and my sister Maddy too, when she's not trying to take my favorite toys). She is always there for me to teach me and make me feel better when I get hurt. I've learned a lot from her and hope to help others. My mommy says I should be a doctor, I'm thinking an animal doctor. I didn't tell my mommy yet, but I have a feeling she will be proud. Thank you for reading my story. Justin Alexander Chuong Note: Please consider donating to help other mommies, sisters, aunts, grandmommies, daughters, friends continue to fight and win the battle against breast cancer.
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