I met Justin at Georgetown hospital in 2006 after I was diagnosed with the same prognosis (Osteosarcoma) on the right femur. He came to the hospital to visit me and my family after I had gotten my first chemotherapy days before. When he came into the room with his mom it gave me a sense of comfort and hope that everything would be fine and to just fight this battle. His presence in the room and the perspective of life was overwhelming. He told me what to expect and the challenges we both were going to face in the future.
Throughout the years we developed a relationship and talked about the things we had in common other than osteosarcoma. Some of these included the following; the numerous hours of physical therapy, the long hours of surgery we had even though it was more than 8hrs long which we thought was more like 30 minutes, the chemotherapy’s side-effect, the blue containers of Georgetown’s hospital food which made us nauseas to look at, the fight between the hospital and us because we always tried to leave early but the doctors tried to lock us in, the random fevers we got out of nowhere which we both hated the most, the awesome nurses Georgetown had, the pain killers and how it made us feel sooooooo sooooooooo good, the chemotherapy’s nasty color, how we had discovered the ultimate pimple/acne cleanser which was chemotherapy, the pink containers which became best friends with our regurgitation each time we went to the hospital, how our hair became so soft after chemotherapy and everyone wanted to touch it making us feel like a pet, and most of all how bad and lame the Washington Redskins were every year for the past 10yrs.
Talking about these events and situations throughout the past couple of years helped Justin and I to have a unique bond which I will forever keep and remember Justin with. Not only was he a good person but he was God’s gift that came into my life and gave me a sense of hope and determination to win this battle against osteosarcoma. I know right now he is in a better place and looking over us and smiling as we mention his name. He was a strong and spiritual person just like his wonderful mom. I will always keep you both in my prayers.
Throughout the years we developed a relationship and talked about the things we had in common other than osteosarcoma. Some of these included the following; the numerous hours of physical therapy, the long hours of surgery we had even though it was more than 8hrs long which we thought was more like 30 minutes, the chemotherapy’s side-effect, the blue containers of Georgetown’s hospital food which made us nauseas to look at, the fight between the hospital and us because we always tried to leave early but the doctors tried to lock us in, the random fevers we got out of nowhere which we both hated the most, the awesome nurses Georgetown had, the pain killers and how it made us feel sooooooo sooooooooo good, the chemotherapy’s nasty color, how we had discovered the ultimate pimple/acne cleanser which was chemotherapy, the pink containers which became best friends with our regurgitation each time we went to the hospital, how our hair became so soft after chemotherapy and everyone wanted to touch it making us feel like a pet, and most of all how bad and lame the Washington Redskins were every year for the past 10yrs.
Talking about these events and situations throughout the past couple of years helped Justin and I to have a unique bond which I will forever keep and remember Justin with. Not only was he a good person but he was God’s gift that came into my life and gave me a sense of hope and determination to win this battle against osteosarcoma. I know right now he is in a better place and looking over us and smiling as we mention his name. He was a strong and spiritual person just like his wonderful mom. I will always keep you both in my prayers.
-Abrham
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