Caillou Have Cancer Novels & Stories

"Miss Afraah, just like I said earlier, we have run some tests on your brother and the results aren’t corresponding with what you are saying." "I don’t understand." "Can you please tell me about your brother's health condition?" He said "Well, Uhm… Khalil is a cancer patient, he got diagnosed with cancer early last year." He stood up and walked towards a cabinet "This is where you are wrong," He said as he pulled out a file. He placed it on the table and opened it. "What is this?" I asked "This is a report of one of my late patients, I know I’m not supposed to show you this but it’s important." He opened the file

Soon images of people appeared on the wall like how they does on TV. Mr. Petrol my son has been sick for a long time and the doctors in the hospital said that he won't be able to survive for too long. They said that he has stomach cancer but l do believe this is witchcraft can you find away to cure him please. Mr. Baligeya said in the video. Mr. Petrol in the video didn't say anything for a period of time. Later he shook his head and said;

Maddie snapped, clutching her napkin dramatically to her chest like she needed emotional support. “For your information,” Raphael said calmly, “cats actually do get cancer fairly often. About one in five develops it, most commonly lymphoma. Indoor cats especially.” Madeleine slowly turned toward him, eyes wide. “Why… would you say that?” she whispered. Dante slapped the table loudly, “See?!” he barked, pointing at Raphael, “I made a joke—he made it educational and terrifying!” Raphael took a slow sip of his coffee, completely unfazed. “But,” he added coolly, lowering the cup, “early detection gives them a strong survival rate. So unless Flan starts losing weight or acting strange, relax.”

Estelle said, “If it were in the past, I would help you. But now I don’t have much money. Besides, I may also die soon.” Hearing this, the boy’s mother suddenly raised her head and asked, “What? You also...” “I have cancer, too,” Estelle said. “I’m also at the advanced stage of lung cancer.” The boy’s mother bit her lower lip and looked at her in astonishment. Estelle then continued, “I had an operation to remove the diseased part, but I don’t know when I will relapse. Maybe I will never relapse, and maybe I will die tomorrow.”

So, I'm sorry I wasted your time… Bernard looked at her over his glasses, frowning. Bernard: Young lady, just because your doctor can't treat you doesn't mean I can't. Did he tell you what illness you have? Caroline: It's cancer, widespread… there's nothing to be done, he says I only have two months left… Bernard: Oh! You haven't heard? There's a cure now that cures cancer in wolves, and I happen to have the treatment right here in this hospital. Stay here, I'll go get it…

ROSALINDA. My heart pumped rapidly. My entire world froze as the doctor’s words rang repeatedly in my head. “Mr. Moretti has been keeping this to himself for a while now and asked me not to tell you guys, his family. But I don’t think I can hide this anymore. I’m sorry, but you all deserve to know that he has cancer. Cancer of the lungs. But it is still in the early stages, and there is a great chance of it being cured since it was detected early. He has been coming here for treatment, and I suppose he fainted as a result of the side effects of the treatment.”

She just happened to see Gilbert raising his hand. She immediately sat up and slapped him. Then she hugged him and cried. She cried until she was out of breath. "What do you take me for!" Gilbert gently stroked her head and back. He soothed her silently. Caleb went to Carter’s office. Tanner was also there. "Only a few results have come out so far," said Carter. "It’s an old injury from a few years ago, which indeed flared up without warning. From the current tests, it seems to be cancer caused by a blood disorder, but no tumors have been found."

Ian seemed to be checking something. "She clearly said she has cancer, but the test results don't show anything. Could it have been a misdiagnosis?" he said, sounding doubtful. "If she doesn't have cancer, how could her body have deteriorated like this?" The people around me raised more questions. "Come on," someone said. "Her husband is Dr. Doyle, the most popular nutritionist online." "I'd believe anyone else would be innutrient, but not her," another person chimed in.

He was even cruel to his own daughter? Making me give birth to her like that? What would he do to us next? I have never been more scared as I am right now. “Tessa…calm down.”Calvin said taking hold of my hand. “You’ll be fine.I promise…I will protect you.” ************************** *DECLAN* I was sitting on a stool in a ward…. My two year old was on the bed. He has become bald because of chemotherapy… He was no longer lovely and lively. He was so thin and pale.

“He has cancer. But I don’t want this matter to spread. It’d get me in trouble because I’m the only one who knows—except his family.” He frowned. “Hmm. He told you?” “Obviously, dummy,” I said, rolling my eyes again. “Well whatever,” he said, shrugging slightly. “Is cancer contagious? I’m not ready to die, please.” “Yes, it is, dummy,” I said sharply. “Did you ever go to school?” I added, genuinely curious and annoyed at the same time. He rolled his eyes. “Gay much,” I spat under my breath. “What did you just say?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.