Part 16, Cancer Sucks
By RiverRei on June 01, 2014
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Seeing her health get slowly taken away from her was really difficult for me. I had never been very close with anyone so I didn't handle it as well as I should have right before she passed. Our sophomore year of college, her cancer came back. After 10 years in remission, it decided to mess with her life again. I remember her having to leave during the end of first semester and being out of school until my junior year of college. It was so scary because we had auditions one weekend for a musical and we were auditioning together. She wasn't feeling well after the singing portion so she had skipped the dance portion and was laying on a couch in the theatre department green room. I remember sitting on a couch across from her and just watching and looking at her. I had a really bad feeling and was so worried about her. I remember her sitting up and her whole left side of her face was droopy. It looked like she had a stroke but I wasn't sure because I had never witnessed anyone having one before. I practically begged her to go to the hospital, but she didn't want to. All she wanted was to go back to her apartment and relax. I didn't want her too, I was so worried about her; but she insisted that she was fine. She agreed to let someone drive her back to her apartment at least.
The next day I didn't see her in class or around the department so I was a little worried. I remember working in a library we had in the theatre department called the Orange Room, and her sister, Amy comes down asking me about where Jill was. I told her I didn't know where she was and asked what was going on. She told me that a friend in the department had told her that Jill wasn't looking well so she had come to check up on her. It's a good thing she did, too. Amy had gone back to Jill's apartment but no one was answering. I found out what happened later on that day. Her roommate was gone and had borrowed Jill's car so she was in there alone. Amy had gotten the landlord to open the door for her. She found Jill laying on the floor underneath clothes and blankets; she almost couldn't see Jill laying there because she was covered and blended in with the materials.
Amy rushed Jill to the nearest hospital. She then had to be transferred by helicopter to the children's hospital in Milwaukee where she was originally taken care of for her cancer, after they had found the tumor. It was found that she had a brain tumor and it was her cancer rearing it's ugly head again. It was so lucky that Amy had come to me so she could find Jill. I feel terrible that I didn't push her more to go to the hospital but she insisted that she was fine and I had trusted her. I didn't get to see her for the time she was gone, but we kept in contact and talked through Skype, Facebook, text, and phone call. I remember the first time we had a Skype video chat since she had left and I started crying because I was so worried and missed her so much. I felt bad because the chemotherapy she was on had made her more emotional that normal so she started crying with me. I'm not one to cry in front of people, few have ever witnessed me cry, so this was a very strange moment for me, but I'll cherish always. We cried and talked and just enjoyed seeing each other. I don't remember what we talked about now, but I can still see the live feed of her on my computer screen.
She got better and came back to school. She was healthy again for about nine months. She was back in her classes, and spending time with me. It was so nice to have her back. That time without her had taken it's toll on me since I didn't have any other friends besides her. Our lives continued like normal and we grew even closer. We made fun of people in choir class, and had fun playing a couple addicting facebook games. She was doing so well, until her cancer came back again. We couldn't believe it. We thought that after the last time, we would hopefully have another 10 years before we had to worry about her cancer coming out of remission again. I know that was just wishful thinking on my part, but I didn't have the slightest incling that it would be less than a year before she got sick again. I know that once you have had cancer, it is more likely for you to get it again but I thought I would have more time than that to worry about it. She was gone fighting the same cancer once again for a year of school this time. She was so strong, though. She beat the cancer again and was planning on coming back to school that fall semester. I was so relieved that she got well again. I knew that I wouldn't do well mentally and emotionally without her. She was my rock, as they say.
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