Death - creative writing.
Death“Please keep calm and listen to your medical report,” said the Doctor, expressionless. I had a sinister foreboding that something bad would happen, yet I tried to console myself. “I should be healthy, right?” I asked, eager for a positive reply, but trembling incessantly at the same time. “Johnson Herman, we had an overall check-up for you, but to discover that there are tumors in your small intestine near the stomach. It blocks your bowel and that’s why you could feel pain in the middle of your abdomen,” explained the Doctor. However, I still could not understand how my situation now was. Was it serious or minor? “So, is it very serious now? Any way to treat my case?” I asked. The muscles of my face started to froze and my body was fidgeting. “Actually, it is a kind of small intestine cancer, called Adenocarcinoma. For the recovery process, it depends on individual’s general health,” the Doctor dropped the bombshell. “Cancer?” I was stunned, at a loss for words at that very instant. There was a subdued silence. Before I walked
out from the Doctor’s room, the Doctor reminded me the next appointment for further treatment. I did not say anything, but tried hard to give him back a reluctant smile. What could I do now? I did not want anyone to know about my case, including my loving family and best friends. What for telling them my case? Could they help me? Even my friends may not concern about it. I accepted it as fate, pretending to be cheerful every day though suffering the pain – the endless pain. I wondered how long my life would be. I started to ...
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out from the Doctor’s room, the Doctor reminded me the next appointment for further treatment. I did not say anything, but tried hard to give him back a reluctant smile. What could I do now? I did not want anyone to know about my case, including my loving family and best friends. What for telling them my case? Could they help me? Even my friends may not concern about it. I accepted it as fate, pretending to be cheerful every day though suffering the pain – the endless pain. I wondered how long my life would be. I started to come to realizations – flashing back to the past and forecasting my life then. … During my primary school life, I used to be an arrogant, stingy, spendthrift and hot-tempered person. I had no friends, perhaps only a few. I was such an eyesore for my classmates. However, I have changed in my secondary school life. I started to realize the most important things in life – human relations, but I found that out too late. I tried my best to change my bad attitude, hoping to be a helpful, generous, and understanding person. Nevertheless, my friends were still little. Sometimes, I even being hated, ignored just because being too sensitive. I regretted – regret for not treating my friends well, regret for not being an acceptable friend and a good son to my family, regret for not behaving well…Everything was too late now … ------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was 31 December, the last day of the year. It would be the beginning of my new life starting from tomorrow – a new year. I was going to the capital to further my studies, but receiving treatment there simultaneously. … The day finally came. I reached the airport. Peering here and there before entering the departure hall, I could only see no even a dark figure of my friends. Despite the sheer state of disappointment, I left. After registering at my college, I chattered a taxi and headed for Hospital Malaya. I was going to seek for treatment there. My case was transferred to the specialist here, named Dr. Steven Chang. He read my case and planned a series of treatments for me. Our first meeting soon ended after he explained to me about the treatments. I was ready to face the hard and torturing treatments, but how was I going to pay for it. Thus, I decided to find part-time jobs and be thrifty in my daily living expenses. My life then, was harsh. I went to study in the morning, doing odd jobs in the afternoon and night time, while having treatments once in a fortnight time. The treatments were fatiguing. I had to gone through radiotherapy and endoscopy test each time. The Doctor inserted a long, thin tube through my mouth into the esophagus, stomach, duodenum and finally small intestine after the radiotherapy. I cried often, grimacing in pain. However, who knew how pain was I. Such treatments went through my life for about three years until my situation was deteriorating. I had to go to the hospital more often. Hospital was now the place where I was fretful about. The treatments now were even more difficult and wearing. I suffered serious hair loss, weight loss and even lost my appetite. I knew death was near… ------------------------------------------------------------------------- At long last, after going on a road which was tough and tested strongly my determination, I received my Bachelor. I was touched on the graduation day, indeed. Nevertheless, such time did not last longer …While taking photo with my family, I fell unconscious … I was admitted to the hospital. Everything was revealed. When I regained my consciousness, I could only see mom’s tearful face… I was feebly at that very moment. “Mom, it’s okay,” I said, gasping labourously. “Son, you have suffered a lot, but mom was not accompanying you. Mom felt sorry,” said mom in a melancholic tone. “Anyone you hope to meet now?” asked dad. “Friends…” I answered. That night seemed endless… The room was blanketed with dead silence, while I staring at the door, hoping someone would come … I felt tired… Holding dad and mom’s hands, with the brightest smile, yearning for my friends, I closed my eyes… Deep in my heart, I knew, I had no remorse… ------------------------------------------------------------------------To: C. A. L. L. Y. W. K. I cherished all the time we had – the moments we shared our happiness; the moments we endured hardships together and the moments of togetherness. Thanks for the good time you all had given me. But, sorry for all my faults and inconveniences that caused before, too. Anyway, my life was colourful because of you all…
