My Sister, Sharon
- Surviving Breast Cancer
- Aug 28
- 1 min read
By Danny Barbare
Content warning: death
My uncle took her to the emergency
room that night.
She suffered from
breast cancer several
years. My
immediate family stood
around
her. Her face was yellow. In
her hospital room we tried to comfort
her, afraid of the doctor giving her morphine,
but she needed something.
Later that night I was given a
call she had passed away.
She was good, did
everything
right, ate right, did
her best. She died at a
young age. That’s
all I can remember,
but a sweet, loveable sister we all loved.
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