Jello Is My Hero

When I was in grade school I was asked to write a lot of essays like that. My hero. Who I look up to the most. Who inspires me. Etc. Etc. Etc. Well, I've never encountered someone that fits the title more perfectly than Jello. That's the special nickname I gave him a long time ago. Growing up, I never was known for having a lot of friends. I always had just one or two max that were special to me. And I never felt like I was special to them. It was always one sided. I've always dealt with health issues or just in general life problems. Neglect, abuse, self- harm, eating disorders, nightmares, etc. But what was to come was definitely unexpected.

I woke up one morning in the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. (At the time I was living with my boyfriend, Jello. But like most normal couples we had our problems.) Well, I couldn't handle the pain and he drove me to the hospital. To keep this shorter, I ended up needing seven open brain surgeries and with that came untreatable pain, IVs everywhere, comas, tubes in my nose and throat, and a tube that went from my brain to a little bag on a pole. Yup, brain cancer. Well, all my so called friends never even showed up to visit me. No, not once. The only person who never left my side was Jello. He didn't even leave to go to work. I'm surprised his job was so understanding. He slept right next to me. I was there for 9 months and he was there every night, right by my side.

Every time I cried in pain, he rubbed my head to try and make me feel better. He never, and I mean never, left my side. Through all the holidays I missed and all the pain I was in, he was always there when I woke up with a stuffed animal or flowers or just something to try and cheer me up and show me how much he loved me. He was there so much even all the hospital security guards knew him by name and never required him to wear a visitor badge because they just knew him and knew he was there for me. Every time he visited me, we would listen to my favorite song that would help me sleep and calm me down. Which was "Te Vas" by Ozuna. And I would silently cry, knowing eventually he would leave to go home and sleep on our bed that was now just his.

After my surgeries I had to relearn how to talk and eat without a tube in my throat. And guess what? He was there through it all. And even sometimes he slept on the floor of my hospital room. I would wake up in so much pain, I would be screaming like I was getting murdered, and he would just crawl over to my bed and squeeze my hand, kiss my head, and lay his head down on his arm and try to sleep next to me. Always putting that song by Ozuna to make me feel better. He promised me he wouldn't leave. And he hasn't. Even to this day. I am a brain cancer survivor and live in my own apartment (I now have to have caregivers to make sure I am safe and don't fall until I can walk again) but I'm not paralyzed and everything works. I just don't have enough strength in my legs to stand or walk yet.

I'm a survivor and I know for a fact that I wouldn't even be alive if it wasn't for Jello. He is 1000% my hero and he is my inspiration in life. If he ever left my side I think I'd die from a broken heart. I love him more than anything in this world and I just can't imagine a life without him in it. Loving me, kissing me, holding me, reminding me we can get through anything together. I just don't want him to go anywhere without me. He saved my life and I want to save his. We're a team. We're soulmates. No one can break us apart. We're stronger than that. And I hope he knows how much I love him. Whenever we're apart, while we sleep and dream, his soul holds hands with my soul. They're happy together. Because no one and nothing can disturb them on their dream land. That's true love. And I'm so lucky to have found it with the most perfect man in the universe. I thank God everyday. I know he's listening because he blessed me with Jello and he hasn't left yet. I would do anything for him and his adorable smile. If I were to die tomorrow my last wish would be to see him smiling at me one last time. He means everything to me and I will love him no matter what happens... through sickness and in health, and I would take a bullet for him without hesitation because he's perfect in my eyes. He saves my life on a daily basis. I'm beyond thankful for him and that's one thing I never want to forget.