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During Sister's Wedding, They Mocked My 'Simple Procedure' — Until Oncologist Arrived
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The bridal suite at the Grand Ballroom buzzed with excitement as my sister Rachel adjusted her cathedral-length veil, the hand-beaded lace catching afternoon sunlight that streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows. I sat quietly in the corner chair, trying to control the waves of nausea that had become my constant companion since starting chemotherapy three weeks ago.
"Emma, you need to stop looking so pale," Rachel commanded, gesturing toward the makeup artist who'd been hired to ensure perfect wedding photos. "This is my day, and I won't have you ruining the pictures with that sickly complexion."
I nodded weakly, accustomed to these demands from someone who'd never understood that my "sickly complexion" wasn't a cosmetic choice. At twenty-nine, I'd learned to hide the brutal effects of cancer treatment behind concealer and forced smiles, especially during family events where my illness was treated as an inconvenient distraction.
Mom emerged from the adjoining room, resplendent in her mother-of-the-bride ensemble, her medical degree lending authority to every pronouncement about my condition. "Emma, dear, surely you can manage a few hours of celebration. It's just routine treatment—nothing that should interfere with family obligations."
The casual dismissal of stage three ovarian cancer as "routine treatment" demonstrated how completely my family had minimized my diagnosis. What they didn't understand was that my oncology team had been struggling for weeks to find treatment options that might extend my life beyond six months.
"She's being overly dramatic about a simple procedure," Rachel explained to her bridesmaids, who glanced at me with the mixture of pity and annoyance reserved for people who brought medical inconveniences to social celebrations. "Some minor woman's surgery that she's blown completely out of proportion."
The "minor woman's surgery" Rachel referenced was my upcoming hysterectomy and omentectomy, procedures designed to remove as much cancer as possible before it spread to other organs. But in my family's medical opinion, surgical intervention for terminal illness ranked far below ensuring perfect wedding photography.



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