I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin lymphoma in mid-2015. It was the most difficult day of my life because I was alone in the USA at this time; I had no friends. I did not speak English even though I was a civil engineer in my country. The hardest of all, my family did not come with me. I have four daughters who I love madly and they love me so much. I felt that I would never seen them again; it was a feeling so hard to describe.
My love for them made me decide to be stronger and fight the disease and do everything I could to see them again. I started taking treatment and it was effective for me. There were many side effects but I did not care about that. My decision not to tell anyone about my illness worried everyone around me in the hospital. They used to advise me to have someone beside me, but I was alone here and had to fight the disease on my own.
In 2018, my family entered America and were with me and everything changed. The interesting thing about all of this is that I didn't tell them about my illness until months ago, and that happened by chance. They put the blame on me, but I didn't inform them earlier because I loved them and I didn't want to worry them. I have many things I would like to talk about. Thank you to anyone who helped me.