26/09/2025
My name is Lucy. Last year, I was diagnosed with bone cancer at the age of twelve, and this is my story.
I had been experiencing pain in my left knee for about a couple of months. I eventually went for an MRI as the pain was not healing, no matter how many times I taped and iced my knee. The scan came back showing a big tumour along my left femur, and I was scheduled for a meeting with my surgeon the next day. It was frightening being told I had cancer, and it was very hard to process.
The next day, I was in surgery for a biopsy. Although the scan had shown the tumour, we didn't know if it was cancerous. Unfortunately, it was. The rest of the next few days I was allowed to leave hospital to rest, but not long after that, I was sent back to hospital for my first rounds of chemo.
It was really hard and scary in the beginning, but as the weeks went by, it got easier, and eventually I fell into a routine. Through all this treatment and surgery, my mum, dad, and brother, along with many other family members and friends, were by my side every step of the way. The nurses at the hospital were kind and funny and were good company when I was lonely. My amazing oncologist was the highlight of my mornings, and the night-time card games with my mum were the highlights of my evenings.
After three months of chemo, I was ready to have surgery to remove the tumour. This was a big surgery, as I was replacing my knee and thigh bone with a metal replica. When I woke up, I was tired and not at all myself, and it took a few days to get back to normal. I was on crutches for about three weeks, and soon I was walking again.
I had to return to hospital for five more months of chemo due to the possibility of the cancer cells escaping the tumour. The rest of the journey was brutal. It felt like it would never end, but with my closest friends and family, and the amazing nurses and doctors, and of course my mum, it felt like time was flying. Soon enough, it was my last bag of chemo, and it felt like the darkness had faded. Soon, I was ringing the bell and leaving the hospital for good!
That was a crazy day, the 7th of February 2025, but it was all over, and I am now happily in remission. Thank you for reading my crazy story on childhood cancer. I hope you learned a thing or two.