The first thing we must realize is that health care is very complicated and complex, and that people need to understand this when they seek medical care.
As the patient with cancer who needed a colonoscopy before she died, I understood what was happening with the diagnosis.
When the doctor came back with a diagnosis that would have required the hospitalization of her son, I didn’t want to wait for an expensive procedure that would likely have caused me more pain and suffering.
So, I took my son to the doctor.
My son was a little boy with a small amount of scar tissue around his neck and was about to be put in a CT scan, but he was able to communicate.
“My dad will be here in two hours, if he’s okay,” I told him.
He was able just to say, “Thanks.
He was fine.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting in my living room.
It was my birthday.
I had been in a relationship for five years, and it was time to celebrate.
All I could think about was my son.
I could hear him crying from the outside, but I couldn’t understand why he was crying.
At first, I tried to tell him that he was going to be okay, but when I finally did, I realized I was in for an emotional roller coaster ride.
Then, after a few hours, I started crying again.
What I didn�t realize was that the doctors were already planning a CT to see if there was any damage from the tumor. I couldn�t tell my son that I was worried.
By the time I woke up in the morning, my daughter was gone from my house.
That�s when I started to realize that something was very wrong with my son and that I should be worried about him, too.
His condition was so bad that it took the doctors six weeks to get him out of the hospital.
While waiting for my son, the doctor was already planning to put a CT in his neck to see how much damage it could cause.
Once I found out that he had a brain tumor, it took my husband and I three months to find the doctors to go and get him an MRI to check his skull.
This is when I learned that a CT was also scheduled to do the same thing, but it would cost more money than the CT.
After my son was out of hospital, I couldn`t wait to get back to work.
I was working as a cashier at a bank, and I had just had my son’s brain scan done, and my husband was trying to make ends meet.
I wanted to get my family out of debt so they could focus on their children.
But, as soon as my son came back, the doctors began looking for ways to take the cancer out of my son.�I thought, `Oh my God, we�ve had so much fun with my cancer.
But it just keeps coming back.’
I was really worried about my son at the time, and worried that if I didn`t get him to see the doctor, he would die.
A CT scan was not an option.
So, I asked my husband if he would be willing to go to the hospital to see me.
He was worried about the cost of an MRI.
So, we walked out to the driveway, got in the car, and drove to the emergency room.
The doctor came in and said that the MRI had revealed a tumor in my son�s brain, and he needed to see a specialist to see what the damage was.
I had to be in the hospital for six weeks, and then he would take him out to see him.
I started getting really scared.I said, �You�re not going to take my son out of here for six months?
I just need to get that MRI done.
It�s not worth it.�Then, my husband came out of his office, and told me, �I will do whatever you want.
If you don�t want me to take him to the MRI, we can just take him home and get the MRI done.�He didn�ts know what was going on.
I knew what was at stake, and what I had come to expect from him.
My husband didn� t know that he would have to wait six weeks for an MRI, or that the hospital would have him put on ventilators.
I told my husband, �That�ll be the last time we�ll see each other.
I�m done.�The doctors and nurses were very kind to me.
The nurses took my two boys to see their doctor, and they were very happy to see that the scan had shown a brain lesion in my boy�s skull.