At age 20 I was diagnosed with"Lymphogranulomatosis". All harmless starts. One day I suddenly noticed a swelling in the neck, which did not exist before. To tell the truth, the last 2-3 months, I felt unwell - for some reason the temperature rose in the evening, although it was not a cold, sweating at night is very strong, and the forces become smaller. After finding lumps in the neck, I went to the clinic. The therapist, having examined me, sent for consultation of the oncologist. The next few days I remember very bad. Firstly, they were very saturated - ultrasound, blood and urine tests, chest X-ray, puncture lymph nodes (which they grew on my neck, as it turned out), waiting for the biopsy results, and something else that I do not remember . But most importantly, I began to realize that the sick with something serious, perhaps even incurable. After five days of examination in the clinic was completed. The diagnosis was confirmed.
Then I did not know either how treated mydisease treated if at all, I did not even know that strictly speaking it is not a cancer. I am sick ... cancer. I have cancer…. More than anything, I could not think. On consultation, I did not go to the Oncology Center. More than anything else at that moment I was afraid of what the diagnosis is confirmed. For some reason I thought that if the hide at home, drink a sedative and sleep, I wake up in the morning and none of this would not be that this is all a dream. Well, can not I do the same in twenty years no future! But every morning I woke up again and again in the same reality ...
Then I decided to go to CancerDispensary. Frankly, I was somewhat surprised to have been there. I used to think that there is something like the last stop before the cemetery, painful and sad. But in reality it was an ordinary hospital with ordinary people in the queues. Oncologist, too, he was a perfectly ordinary person. It was from him I learned all the details than the sick, how it is treated, how long it will last and what difficulties it would involve. I learned that my disease called chlamydia, she has no relation to cancer (because it grows completely from other cells), it is treated only with chemotherapy and radiation, and being quite successful. I learned and about the fact that I will have several courses of chemotherapy, I had all the hair will fall out, which may be nausea and vomiting, that all this will last for about six months or even more. Of course, all this information was quite serious and even frightening. But, to my surprise, after hearing the doctor, I calmed down considerably. I calmed down, because the unknown frightens much stronger than a clear "picture of the incident."
Until now, very clearly remember the day when Icompleted treatment. It is a thousand times happier than to pass the most difficult session in college, because now I have passed the exam of life. An incredible sense of relief, inspired, happiness - that's what it is. Now I have a future! I will regularly come to check in Oncology Center, but now I believe that there is nothing wrong will not happen. The disease made me think about how well I live, I just simply stopped and given the opportunity to think about yourself, and let such a terrible way! Himself must love!
Now I am 35 years old. It has been 15 years since I became ill oncology. Fortunately, treatment is successful and regular checks do not find anything wrong. Now I know that I have a future and I wish everyone who is still in the beginning of this path, and make it worthy to pass completely. It is only after going your way, you can see that at the end of the road!