Novel & Cerita Six Months To Live

“Forty-two days.” “Congratulations,” he said, and meant it enough that I hated him more. “You’ve proved you can stop dying for six weeks. Now prove you can live for six months. She can’t stitch you to the Moon if you’re going to tear it out every time life says boo.” Six months. The words should have discouraged me. They didn’t. They narrowed the map until it looked like a trail instead of a fog. “What do I do until then?” I asked, my voice too eager.

“How much time do I have left?” The doctor sighed softly. “I can’t give you an exact time, but according to previous cases… at least a year if you continue taking your medication. For some people, it could be six months, but if I’m to make a guess based on your condition…” He paused.“One year.” “I don’t believe any of this.” “No…” A loud scream escaped my lips. Both my hands flew to my head, the only words that came out of my mouth were, “I can’t die… I can’t die. God, no… no…”

"I'm dying, Rora. For real this time. Six months, maybe less. I didn't want to take the truth to my grave." To be continued…

Evans replied without breaking eye contact. Kim was lost for words. "I—I don't understand..." "It means the malignancy has already breached the serosal wall," Dr. Evans talks smoothly, overwhelming her with medical jargons. "It has metastasized into your peritoneal cavity and regional lymph nodes. The systemic proliferation is absolute, Mrs Jordan. Given the rate of cellular necrosis..." He paused, taking a heavy, theatrical breath. "You have six months to live. At best." The room seemed to tilt on its axis. The air left Kim's lungs in a painful gasp, her vision blurring as the word six months echoed like thunder inside her head.

"You didn't know she had a brain tumor? I'm sorry to tell you this, but she's critical. Without treatment, she has less than half a month to live." Jonah's face turned deathly pale.

And according to my doctor, I have more or less six months to live. Six fucking months. I closed my eyes. An entire minute passed and I realized tears were already streaming down my face. I couldn't grasp the fact that I'm dying in six months. I couldn't die. I'm still so young. I still have so many things to do! Why me of all people? Why me? I didn't deserve to be sick! I tried to be good all my life. Well, my employees called me strict but I believed I was a good person.

"Yes, from what I can see. Her illness has reached the final stage. She has approximately a month to live, Alpha Styx" 'A month to live,' that was the only word Styx was able to register in his brain. It felt like it was a dream or better still he wanted to believe it was nothing but a dream. A nightmare that he was going to wake up from but then...

She wanted her fall in love with the man of her dreams and get married to him. "I-I can't." He nodded and simply placed her baby on her open hands. He made to leave, but before he left, he reminded her, "Mind you, I temporarily stabilized your lungs, but in five minutes, you will experience the same crisis so I advice you hold on tight to the emergency button and you are going to have go into surgery cause your lungs has collapsed. Also, your cancer has spread to your brain. Even with chemo and surgery, you still have at least six months to live."

she asked. Doctor was shocked again but answered her question. “Five to six years. As you are still in the early stage”. Doctor could see disappointment on her face which he expected in the first place. No one would be happy to know that they have only six years left in their life. And this woman in front of him was quite young. Of course she would be sad after hearing such a news. But what that doctor didn’t know was that this girl wasn’t sad because there were only six years left in her life.

"The cancer cells are spreading. You have at most about 6 months to live." I couldn't hear anything else the doctor was saying. My mind buzzed loudly and the words "little time left to live" reverberated in my mind.... That night in Sky Village: I threw myself on the bed like a corpse, burying my head in the pillow. My heart was filled with sadness. The person who had sex with me was my husband, Carlos Sky. For two whole long years, he did whatever he wanted and came out with a cold expression on his face every time he visited.