Moggy and fish mum ❤️ So sorry to hear you lost your mum to bc ❤️ It’s great to hear you are being open and talking about bc ❤️ You are still you through everything, if you do loose sight of yourself look deep into your eyes in the mirror, you are still there beautiful ❤️ 💕💕✨✨Shi xx
That’s so true Shi. My mum died from bc just over 20 years ago and of course I supported her through the treatment so I am seeing first hand just how much things have improved. So much research which has resulted in a more targeted approach and better outcomes. I am so grateful to each and every person who has contributed to that progress and want to play my part in spreading awareness and keeping the research progressing. I am being very open about what’s happening to me and encouraging others not to neglect their monthly checks and mammogram appointments. And to get anything they consider untoward, checked out.
❤️ True but again turning what should be a negative into a positive we can help raise awareness, help prompt someone to check, or anything we say or do on here and in daily life could help safe a life, help raise funds for research and trials and access to treatments, get the next generation better options, get the screening age lower ❤️ and doing this together with bcn will make the difference ❤️💕💕✨✨Shi xx
Spot on Shi, the club no one wants to be in eh? Hugs from here xx
Moggy and fish mum ❤️ Sarah the lady who owns and runs spirit and soul is herself a tnbc survivor so she really understands and she teams you up with a horse that has a magical way of just helping in their gentle way. Macmillan used to fund 4 sessions for free, not sure how that works now or if still an option if you did want to go to Sarah or find another one closer to where you are ❤️ And do be kind to yourself ❤️ Wobbles are all part of this, some of us have them and some might not we are all just us and trying our best ❤️💕💕✨✨Shi xx
Thanks Shi, this morning my wobble seems to have wobbled off somewhat, phew! Equine therapy? I will look that up. Even thinking of the gentle and kind faces of horses makes me feel better, wonderful creatures … “nature’s gentlemen” as my OH refers to them. Xx
❤️moggy and fish mum ❤️ glad you’ve written that out on the threads, hope it has felt therapeutic writing it all down on here everyone’s safe place ❤️ unexpected wobbles have a habit of coming out of no where during everything ❤️ and we all have them ❤️ and you find your own way of dealing with them ❤️ as I’ve mentioned before spirit and soul equine therapy in derbyshire worked for me ❤️ I’m sure others will pop on and share with you too ❤️ 💕💕✨✨Shi xx
After my diagnosis - out of the blue - in March, it seemed that I was going to be able to take everything chucked at me firmly on the chin and just get on with it. Caught early after a mammogram, no obvious lump to feel, so chances are a Grade One, lumpectomy, radiotherapy, tablets. Told everyone, said … well it is what it is, doubt it will be the end of me, it’s fine, it’s treatable. Everyone has remarked how jolly stoic I am being. And stoic I have felt.
Things turned out a little different of course. Op revealed a slightly bigger tumour than ultrasound indicated plus DCIS tissue within breast. Grade Two. Margins not clear enough so second op and reconstruction from which I am now recovering. Evidence of micro-metastasis in one lymph node. Surgeon is still very hopeful I won’t need chemo although Oncotype DX results yet to arrive back. Radiotherapy and tablets are a given.
It’s fair to say that I am in more pain after this second op and pain does drag you down but I don’t know, the fact that the results from op one turned out worse than was expected, resulting it would seem in surgeon removing most of the inside of my boob has sent me into an unexpected wobble. Because up to now I haven’t felt in the least unwell and look fine, it’s almost like I haven’t believed in the cancer and anyway, it was only a little bit so it can be taken away and bosh, forgotten about. The surgeon has given my NPI score as 4.38 and I note that’s not “low” but “moderate” - more food for thought. It’s almost like someone has slapped me around the head and said this isn’t a head cold, but cancer, wake up and smell the coffee. I know that however I approach the situation, whether being stoic or hiding undo my duvet won’t actually change the diagnosis or indeed have any effect on the prognosis, but all the same, my world has tilted on its axis. I apologise for rambling on, but I just needed to get these thoughts out of my head and written down. And I would be interested to know if anyone else can identify with the above?