i think this is what helplessness feels like
“I’ve been having headaches lately, I’m not sure why.”
“It’s gotten really bad, I’m going in for a brain scan tomorrow”
“I have a brain tumor.”
“Neurocytoma in my right lateral ventricle.”
I’ve never been so terrified by words.
I’ve had people in my life with cancer,
and with diseases of the brain.
But not both, and neither were my age.
I’ve never been so thankful for an eleventh grade anatomy class.
I understand these words,
But they do not scare me any less.
A tumor the size of a golf ball
grows faster than expected.
It’s the size of a baseball without warning.
I am scared
because this is my friend,
this is not my battle
I can’t fight it for him,
all I can do is be there
to listen
and offer comfort
but it never feels like enough.
And here I am complaining
while he is the one suffering.
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