DD, Aged 17

    When people would talk they didn't know what to say which was understandable.  more...


    Mimi - 15 years old

    I lost myself doing stupid things, angry and sad and depressed at everything. I ended up failing my classes, not caring about school, and getting into fights.  more...


    Chelsea - 14 years old

    I stuck my head round the door in the room mum was in, and she looked really ill. I couldn't understand what was happening - one minute my mum was fine and the next she was ill.  more...


    Clair - aged 14

    Something I wish is I could just have one more day with my dad! - to tell him how much I love him and how sorry I am for all the bad things I have said and done to him!  more...


    Nicole - 17 years old

    This time the doctors are unable to operate. He has already had 6 sessions of chemo and is having another 6 sessions. I cannot help feeling I may lose him.  more...


    Rirrif - 15 years old

    I have been staying with my dad because my mom doesn't want me around when she is sick, which is all the time. My dad works at night so I spend a lot of time alone since I'm not with my mom. I'm afraid she is going to die and I'll blame myself for not being there more. more...


    HT - 13 years old

    She has been so strong about this and is keen to put it all behind her.  more...

Tori - 16 years old

I feel like if I had known that, I would have seen him more than every second weekend...

A year ago my dad was diagnosed with T-Cell lymphoma, that usually affects males in their 70’s; he was only 40 when diagnosed. I was 15 years old (grade 10). We weren’t the closest family. Actually we weren’t much of a family at all, my parents have been split all of my life and refused to talk to one another. He undertook 2 rounds of chemo and neither worked, so our final option was a stem cell transplant. This is a risky procedure, but was our last hope; he survived and went into remission.

We weren’t in the clear yet, not long afterwards he was back in hospital with graft versus host disease, a week after visiting in hospital I was rushed out of a theme park to go to hospital being told he only had a couple of hours to live. I arrived and he had been sedated, he was in a coma for a week. I feel as though this coma was longer than necessary, after a few days my family and I knew he was no longer there mentally, but doctors insisted he was; providing us with false hope meanwhile poking and prodding at my dad like he was a lab rat. By the Monday we had to turn off the machines watching his last few breathes (couple hours that was).

I regret a lot, after finding out he had cancer he constantly told me it wasn't serious and they caught it early, but he failed to mention the doctors telling him there was only a 12% chance of him surviving. I feel like if I had known that, I would have seen him more than every second weekend, taken time off school, stopped dealing with teenage shit and spent time with him and have him pass knowing he at least knew me as a person.

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