Holy shit, where do i start.
When i was 11, my mam was having a birthday party for my younger brother ( who was 10)
Anyways, whilst cooking the food, my little sister ( who was 8) insisted on helping, obviously told no by my mam.
When my mam was getting stuff out the the freezer, my little sister decided to ignore my mam and get food out of the
deep fat frier, which happened to topple and spill hot fat all over her. I will never, ever forgot the day that i was woke up a month later at 3 in the morning, to be told mt little sister had died of blood poisoning due to proceedures the surgeons had preformed, which wernt supposed to be done untill they'd tried other things first.
Four years later, my nan who was quite young, still in her 50's, got lung cancer. The worst part was that she had been going to the doctors for MONTHS with chest problems, only to be told that she had a chest infection. When she went to another doctor, she was told straight away somthing wasnt right and sent to hospital, where she was diagnosed with terminal cancer. They said that if it had been caught sooner, there was a chance that could of just removed the lump. Come Xmas time, while this was going on, i had serious throat problems, which i was told that i just had tonillitus. Turns out, i had a huge abcess in the bak of my throat, that was enlarging and slowly suppocating me to death. After being forced to go to hospital by my dad, i was told that i was damn lucky that i came in when i did, becuas if i had left it, my parents of of found me dead boxing day, after suffocating to death. I missed the last xmas i would have with my nan, who i was very close to, as i spent all of my time there. i was lucky enough to spend my 16th with my nan before she died, which i'll remember allways
Mix in the fact that im only 17 and i've had to deal with this kind of shit allready, makes me a very tough person.
