I am lucky to get breast cancer. This might seem like a strange statement, but truly I am. I was given so many treatment options. From single mastectomy, double mastectomy, lumpectomy, radiotherapy, chemotherapy, implant reconstruction, tissue flap reconstruction (using your own skin, muscle or fat). We caught it early: stage 1, grade 3, triple positive. Some are not so lucky.

When completing the chemotherapy induction (3 hours) there was a lovely lady sitting next to me wh…o started to cry. Innocently I turned to her and said “Don’t worry love, if it wasn’t you crying it would be me!” . Later at the end of the induction we each had an opportunity to talk to the nurse separately about our treatment, timings, side effects, support and longer term plan. I overheard the nurse saying to the lady we are here to make you feel more comfortable and the best case we are looking at is another 2 or 3 years. Can you imagine hearing those words? So again I say I am lucky.

This particular lady was diagnosed with myeloma (blood cancer). She is a young grandmother, she was fit and looked after herself. Myeloma is supported by the Worlds Greatest Shave and I know it might be too late for her but I would love to help someone, somewhere. What if this was your mum, who hadn’t had a chance to hang out much with your kids? It just doesn’t seem fair. I was one of the lucky ones…but you or someone you know might not be.

Big hugs

xxx

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