Mario was diagnosed with cancer. I was with him at the doctor, when he said that word: “It might be cancer”. Suddenly, I felt with my heart in my mouth, trying to escape.I felt in a limbo where I didn’t want to believe those words and where the chance that was not true. Once left the doctor’s office, I straight comfort to Mario and encourage him to do all the exams right away to find out about the abnormal growth in the pelvic area. We didn’t really talk at that moment about any consequences, but decided to have at least a second opinion from another doctor. In the meantime, Mario did all the exams the first doctor sent and discovered that it was a tumor at the first stage. Tears started to go down my cheeks and not knowing what to do. They operated him as soon as possible, so while looking for a hospital to do so, the second opinion came and the answer was: surgery. He went to his secretary and asked: “Do you have any free space for tomorrow? I need a free space urgently!“

The secretary answered:”I am sorry Doctor, there is no space at all”. And he replied: “I don’t want this answer, tomorrow morning at 9 am this guy is going into surgery”.

So from one day to another, Mario found him on a hospital bed and removed the mass he had in the pelvis area. He stayed at the clinic for the night and then an infection occurred so he went into surgery again. I tried to stay very calm, but inside I started to grow the pain I was trying to avoid showing everyone, especially my husband, how strong I was.

A few days after he came back home and I took care of him. And we were thinking how lucky we were to find that doctor who took great care of him and operated right away without one more minute.

Then Mario had to follow the treatment, and because they removed the cancer on time, the doctors prescribed him 14 sessions of radiotherapy. That was a total destruction for my husband. He was always sick, feeling very tired, not being able to eat. I was going every day with him at the daily session and while waiting in the seating area, I had all around me, other cancer patient, most of them were children. It was so distressful for me seeing those children with cancer waiting for their daily session of chemo or radiotherapy. They were crying when the doctor was giving them the liquid anesthetic. It was horrible for me, I went into a depression and I realize that I am not that strong as I believed. I am a human person and could not hold these months.

Now I am fine, but it was so hard for me last year and it’s an experience I don’t wish to anyone.

Mario is fine now, he won the battle.