
The cause of brain cancer in the first child is heredity. Although it is rare to have a family history of brain cancer or a family history of certain genetic syndromes, it can increase the risk of brain cancer in some children.
this disease is a type of cancer that is often found in children. The cause of brain cancer in children is also influenced by a variety of factors. As a parent, certainly knowing these factors is very important because it can take preventive steps as early as possible.
Caring for children with brain cancer also requires extra handling that is different from other types of cancer. Therefore, you must be quick and alert in providing handling to children.
That's the first word I heard when the doctor examined Shasa. Maybe for you this is considered destiny, but for me this can still be fought considering the Shasa stadium is not severe. So far I've seen Shasa still like any other kid. Play, laugh, and learn.
A few months ago I took Shasa to a psychologist, given her development beyond that of a child her age. According to psychologists, Shasa's intelligence level is affected by his preterm birth status. Shasa was born when the Gita content entered 8 months.
"Your daughter's growth is growing quite rapidly. There are some behaviors that exceed his age, dlia is already smart to distinguish colors, objects, numbers outside the head. He was able to spell letters and string them together into one word. That's an incredible progression for his age."
It is true said the doctor, the growth of Shasa is relatively fast. Imagine when he was 10 months old he could move his legs to stand. When Ina became an OB in my office, she diligently stimulated Shasa to learn to walk. So that the age of 12 months Shasa can step without fear. Shasa was already fluent when he was 14 months old. Even when he was 2 years old, he was able to recognize letters without a lisp.
What an unexpected development. Because I am not a child who achieves, as well as the Gita. This includes unexpected gifts.
About heredity, right said the doctor, what Shasa suffered was a decrease from the Gita. Mama Lia said, Her oma died also from brain cancer.
"Mas."
My daydream came to a halt as a sweet figure came before me. The figure I've been married to for 1.5 years, the one I love is second to none. Nonexistent?Yes, no one will be able to shift my feelings of love towards this woman.
Wombal!
Maybe that's what you were thinking when you heard me say. But it's true, I do love him and love him very much. The second woman I love after Shasa.
"You're pale, honey." My toot.
I've seen him a few days tired. Sometimes he had fallen asleep during the day, until he had chosen not to enter the campus because the condition of his body was not friendly.
"Why you?" He was already sitting next to me accompanying Shasa to play.
"It's okay, baby. I'm just squirming Shasa, he's three years old now. A new feeling yesterday saw him born, entered the incubator for two months. And..."
"And what, mas? Do you remember the Gita?"
Honey, I'm not papa if you still remember Gita. I know myself, really."
"No, Na. Do what in memory. Because the Gita is always near us."
"Near us? So you can see the Gita too, mas. Why don't you tell me the story anyway? Every Gita comes to me it feels like she wants to say the same to you. But afraid you don't believe me."
"Gita comes to you often? What the hell do you mean, Na? When?"
"A lot, Mom. Even on our first night he appeared. Is he still not sincere about our marriage?"
"No way baby. I know Gita, she's forgiving, she's forgiving. Especially us. You don't forget, baby, he asked us to get married. Gita lives here, Na. In your body, it makes you love me, because I am in your heart. It's in every beat of your heart."
"Didih, really care for you, Mas."
"But it's true, Na. Many things keep getting closer to us. You do not forget the events of the night om David, you know when you hear you scream I am like a devaju, as if there is a memory approaching. As if ..."
"Already, Mas. Don't be ripped off again. I remember David. Thank you, yes, you saved my life back then. If you don't, maybe my future's ruined."
The next morning
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" I asked when I saw him look pale and limp.
"No idea, Mom. Lately my head has been dizzy. Could be the effect of staying up a few days."
Yes, I saw Ina a lot of college work. Several times I offered to help him finish his task, but he always refused. The reason is one, he wants to study independently.
"Yes, I'm getting ready for the office."
All the way up to my mind's office towards Ina. Not more, but seeing him with Ina's condition like that makes me more unsettled. I turned the car around to get back home. On my way to the pharmacy.
I'm sure Ina's pregnant.
I hope that's true.
"Cock back again? Is anyone missing?"
"You take this to the bathroom. Keep dipping this thing in the urine."
"Mas, I'm scared."
I led Ina to the bathroom. Maybe because a few months ago we checked and failed. It could have traumatized her a little.
Chequelek
I saw Ina coming out of the bathroom. His face was like in a wry bend. Huft, it looks like my guess missed.
Honey, I'm sorry."
"She, baby is okay."
"Mas.. Sorry, yes ..."
"Darling, I'm not papa. Maybe it's not our sustenance." My speech.
"I'm sorry, yes. Our job is to be added again."
"One.. two..three..."
I looked at the stick in front of my eyes. One line, huft right my guess.
Ina's hand shifted backwards. I follow the direction of his hand.
Two lines!
Two lines! That means ..
"You're gonna be a father." His whisper.
The euphoria of the announcement that Ina gave seemed to make me showered with coolness. I looked at Ina's face with both of my hands, slipping her between her short hair.
My feet immediately bent to the floor, expressing such great gratitude to the giver of grace.
"Mas"
Without further ado I embraced his body. How joyful this is immeasurable. I hold the stomach that will be our hope.
"Son, it's Papa. I'm gonna be a dad again! I'll be a father again."
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