[b]It was three years ago, the year 2012 was the most testing years of my life. I chose to use this avenue to share this story when the owner of the blog promised that the writer would be anonymous. I hope I have the strength to write. Please follow my story and help by sharing your own experience and how you overcame it you may be helping someone

It was three years ago and it still feels like yesterday. I thought I would have gotten over it by now. We thought we would have let go, but I don’t know. What do I feel? Is it love or sympathy?
My name is David a graduate of Unilag where I studied economics. I am from delta state, Aniocha North, Isele-uku to be precise. I met Ifeoma in my final year in school and not too long into the friendship, we started dating and things were going on smooth, everyone was happy.
Not until Feb 2012, when I or will I say we were struck with a huge blow. I met Ifeoma crying in her room, her mom was also there with her. The goodies I bought for her fell down has I rushed to ask her what the matter was.

That was when she looked into my eyes and said David, I have cancer. Cancer, Breast Cancer. I felt the world was crushing and falling all over my head. I stood there motionless. That moment, what came to my mind was my Ifeoma was going to die, she wouldn’t be the mother of my children.
I tried to be a man, I lost appetite and all. There were many things I did not know about breast cancer. I thought I was strong but I dint realize the strength that I will need the moment I heard that my ifeoma was down with a life threatening disease. I thought my rough upbringing would prepare me for almost anything, I never prepared for this.
It should have been ify, not to talk of my ify. I have heard of breast cancer cases but never as it been this close to me. The woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, the woman I had always protected. Other people got breast cancers but not my woman. Not mine. Other women had to face the uncertainty and the fear, but not mine.
For a while, I thought I could handle her cancer, and I actually did. I went to church to pray, visited psychologists my friends and hers were comforting, our parents were all supportive and all. But one evening, I was in my room resting after the day’s job. My mind refused to listen to me, I couldn’t stomach it again, I had hid my fears so much that I was surprised at how I felt. Was my mind playing tricks with me? I was angry, so angry I wanted to destroy this. I was restless. I wanted to tell all my friends who did not have someone with breast cancer not to pity me my woman. Not to greet us with sad expressions. And that they shouldn’t think it couldn’t happen to them because it could.
The federal government is really trying as regard to cancer treatment and emotional trauma. They brought in people who were breast cancer survivors (not as if I believed them anyway). They told us to follow the instructions and all. A female doctor even told us that we were lucky it has not eaten up all her breast. I looked at the woman straight in the eye, she was a young woman and I doubt if she ever understood what the word lucky means.
Truly, we were lucky, she detected it early. It was a lump, and it was removed. Today, I walk hand in hand with my wife and a child. However, we still remember what we passed through 3 years ago. Friends and families out there who helped us, you guys are wonderful. Pastor and Mrs. Oladokun, our parents, doctors, surgeons, therapists and all that help cancer patients survive daily. You guys are the real hero. You are superhuman.
Today, three years have passed and I need to share what I have learned, I know somewhere today, someone or a friend is getting the news of breast cancer. And I know you will feel a part of yourself shatter and think it would never mend. I have this to tell you, god doesn’t hate you. He will be there for you. Lest I forgot, before that year, I had lost faith in humanity, but remember, there are still wonderful people living and they truly care for you.
I promised myself, one of my children will become an Oncologist.[/b]


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Thank God for your life. I pray no Nairalander will become afflicted with this sickness especially as the number of cöck and pussý cat eaters and on the rise. Amen.

Martins301:
Thank God for your life. I pray no Nairalander will become afflicted with this sickness especially as the number of cöck and pussý cat eaters and on the rise. Amen.

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