My Brief Story

Hello everyone !! My name is Muhammad Osama and I’m from Pakistan. I was diagnosed with Osteogenic sarcoma when I was 15. Now I’m 21 and cancer free since the past 5 years, and here’s how begins the most important chapter of my life…
I was the only child (and ultimately, really pampered child). A healthy teen, never ill and always active. But it doesn’t matter how healthy you are or how protective your immune system is, it can happen to anyone and everyone battles at the same level for life.
One usual day when I came back from school I felt an ache in my arm. I told my mother about it. We didn’t take it too seriously, she thought I might have slept over my arm or something. But the pain didn’t subside after a long while. Now they started to think perhaps my shoulder is dislocated so I went to a gym and exercised but, fruitless.
I then went for an X-ray and still cancer was not on my list of possibilities. My tumor had then grown and hardened enough to be detected by X-ray. It was kept secret from me until the results of biopsy came.
I remember sitting with my mother, with doctor sitting across us on the table. He asked my name and plainly said, “you’re diagnosed with cancer”. The words were so easy to pronounce and so hard for me to take in. My world went upside down in a split second. I was in denial. All of the voices faded in the background and all I could hear was my mind crying, “Why me? At this age? How could it be?”.
Since my diagnosis had already been late, I was treated rigorously. My tumor on my shoulder had grown so big that it hindered my mobility and I couldn’t sit up and turn my neck. I stayed in bed all the time.
The first cycles of chemo, I fought back with all the strength I had. After first 2 cycles, my tumor started shrinking. Yes, it troubled me a bit, with all the toxicity of chemo, my body started to deteriorate. I couldn’t eat anything I remained nauseatic every day along with other side effects of chemo.
With persistence and patience things started getting better. I had 6 cycles of chemo in total. I got Cisplatin, Doxorubicin and Methotrexate. My tumor was now to be removed. The doctors told me that they had to amputate my arm but I insisted on keeping it. Finally, we met a doctor who agreed to remove the tumor without amputation.15350710_1288876164467103_2493921530613995615_n
A sweet memory I have in this war on cancer is when I woke up after the surgery with a really huge load off my shoulder. I was asked to move my fingers, I looked at them and with a movement of merely few centimeters I relished my victory over cancer. I was implanted with a prosthetic bone in replacement.
I was miraculously cured of cancer. This became the biggest motivation of my life. I’m thankful for this life. I’ve learned many lessons, I value life and live it to the fullest. I’ve learned how will power can help achieve something that appears unattainable and I couldn’t make it without the felicitous support of my family.
I’m getting back in pace with a normal life, I continued my studies, I’m doing my bachelors in computer science and I’m as active as peers are. I do wake up more tired than most people I am also in constant pain all the time. There’s also some degree in immobility in my arm due to some reason but this exhaustion can’t stop me because this life is worth fighting for. I wake up every day with motivation and with every step I tell myself to go for just one more and that’s how I keep going all day. I’ve got the companionship of my friends and my family. without their support, I couldn’t make it this far. I recently went for a scan to check for metastasis. And my results came negative for any tumor. This hardship has actually played a constructive role in my personality. I’ve learned how to be optimistic about any situation. I’m braver, compassionate and more sensible than I’ve ever been.
In the end, I’d like to say that life is so beautiful when you open your eyes to its beauty. It’s worth rejoicing, so one should make sure to give everything to be there to see it.