Whatever It Takes

Watching my Mom in pains after each chemotherapy treatment has given me another meaning to the fact that life itself is vanity and all we try to put together like money and property are all vanity upon vanity. When my mum's health challenge started, it was as if my 60 years old mum was pregnant. Her tummy became so protruded like a nine months old pregnant bump. It was a Mistry and she was visiting the hospital. She was later referred to another hospital and series of test were carried out. That was where we discovered that she had an ovarian cyst which was cancerous. she was scheduled for surgery which was done weeks later. In all these time, the pain and sleepless nights she went through can not be qualified. It was hell for her and everyone around  [Image source](https://www.pexels.com/photo/breast-cancer-awareness-on-teal-wooden-surface-579474/) The surgery was done and it was successful with all bank accounts empty and in debt but at least there was joy in the reality that she survived it and it's gone for good but before she was discharged, the doctor talked about chemotherapy which was also very expensive that it was going to prevent any further growth of the cyst. We went ahead and paid for it and she went through with the treatment. The aftermath of the chemotherapy was another nightmare coupled with the fact that she was recovering from a major surgery. She started feeling nauseous and lightheaded which was affecting her wounds anytime she vomited. Sometimes, her legs won't be able to carry her... Most times, her mouth won't accept any type of food.  *Picture is mine* It was a really difficult time for us all. After few months, we thought it was all over and we were happy but our joy was shortlived when she started experiencing some other symptoms a year later. Going back to the hospital, the doctor said that it's the same cancer again. She was broken dejected and scared. After each chemotherapy treatment, the symptoms come back aggressively.this is the point that we are at the moment and I don't wish this for my enemy. It's really exhausting. I watch her hair fall off and when I couldn't stand it anymore I had to help shave it off. If I'm now told that somewhere in my genes is a cure for cancer, but one that's not easily replicable, so for the rest of the world to be able to benefit from such a cure, if I Will be willing to allow doctors and pharmaceutical giants to run tests on me, trying to find the cure? For the records, with everything I've seen my mum go through and even other Cancer patients that we have come across in the hospital both children, including the one that died while receiving chemotherapy, I will be so glad to be that lab rat that will help heal the world. I don't mind doing anything that will ease the pain that cancer is causing people both young and old including it's effects on families. Even if it means doing this all my life. knowing I have a cure for cancer make being experimented on acceptable for me. Like I said earlier, life is vanity, I would rather live to be remembered for my contribution to the world. This is my response to Hive Learners community weekly featured content week 166 episode 1 on the topic: **FOR A CURE** Thanks for stopping by, I really appreciate you. ***Yours Truly @aunty-tosin 💕💕***