Nonsense! is the word that came to mind after reading the intro to chapter 8 describing pediatric cancer wards as “energetic and uplifting.” At age 13, I was not uplifted to see a hospital floor with decor clearly aimed at preschoolers. Thirteen was an awkward age to have cancer because I was too old for the childish pediatric floor wall paintings etc. but too young for the adult floor.
Continuing on reading chapter 8’s intro only supports my earlier comments about pediatric cancer wards solely aimed at very little children, not bigger kids like I was, as patients are referred to as “tiny.”
You’ll never meet anyone stronger than a child fighting cancer. That’s the only life they know, if they are very young children around the age of 5; children who are roughly under the age of 13 maintain an unbreakable strength. You can see it in their eyes. In regards to Charlie in the book “The Sender” fighting cancer, after visiting a child battling the disease, “The thought struck him how wonderful it would be to have players with this kind of heart, inner strength, and honesty.”
Luckily the book’s an easy read. Chapter 11 on page 61 struck a chord. “Cancer has a way of prioritizing the clutter in your mind and focusing you on what’s important.” The previous sentence rang true for me many times throughout cancer treatment, but being so young when I started the fight, it was never reality for as long as I hoped it would be. Although I vowed to stop fighting with people & instead seek peace, that was a short-lived goal at my tender age as a young teen.