14-year-old amputee with cancer: If life doesn't give me a good face, I will live with the cheek.

On March 20 18, a girl from Taiwan Province province, Kefeibi, died of bone cancer at the age of 2 1 year. She was diagnosed with cancer in the second year of going abroad. In order to prevent the spread of cancer cells, she underwent surgery to remove her right hand the next year. At that time, she was bald because of chemotherapy, and she had to bear the pain of losing her phantom limb. She also had to go back to school to continue to face the pressure of schoolwork and the strange eyes of her peers.

Sometimes I feel that my life is like a soap opera after another. After five times of chemotherapy in Kaohsiung Chang Gung, my parents got the news that there were many cases like me in the 93 ward of Taipei Veteran General Hospital. Dr. Chen Weiming from Beirong Pediatric Orthopaedics is a member of the International Limb Protection Association, and his medical team is an expert in this field.

So before I was about to undergo orthopedic surgery, my parents transferred me to Taipei Rongzong for further treatment. After a year's travel from north to south, I finally completed the course of treatment in February 20 12, and enjoyed a life without hospitalization for half a year. My hair grew a little, thinking that cancer cells had completely disappeared from me. I was lucky enough to graduate with my classmates and go to an ordinary high school.

When I was full of joy and looking forward to returning to school and starting a new life, in the routine follow-up examination before the start of high school, I found that bone cancer recurred without warning and was threatening. In the Beirong ward, the doctor explained, "In order to save your life, you need surgery. If cancer cells invade your nerves during the operation, you have to cut off your right arm, or you will lose your life. 」

The night before amputation, I carefully studied my right hand for several hours and solemnly said goodbye to it! After a long operation, I was awake in the recovery room and touched my right hand by a little luck: "Are you still there?" "I have no choice but to find myself under the age of fifteen, thus becoming a girl with one arm. At the same time, I also found that I could never be prepared for losing my limbs.