Personal Narrative: Fighting Cancer In Ecuador

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It was a huge white building with red big letters SOLCA (Society that Fights Against Cancer in Ecuador). Angels dressed in white called nurses and doctors were there, ready to fight along with you, women coming and going. The process to treat cancer is not an easy one, it is painful, my body got weak; it seemed I was worse each time. The feeling that I would not recover invaded my heart and my mind. Some days I felt just fine, others strong enough to get out and conquer the world, but for the most part of the time, I felt awful and pathetic. However, on the funny side, I did not have to go to work, not to be concerned about looking beautiful everyday, not to worry about the hairstyle, those were perks for me as a woman, I had enough on

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