Hello Ladies glad you're all feeling fit and fabulous. Flamenco it's great you're feeling more confident about the hair loss. To be honest, I was so nervous at wearing wig out at first but no one can tell (even though I think it's so obvious) it makes you confident. Quite a few cancer nurses etc have thought the wigs were my hair... I was thinking, this is your job you should be able to tell the difference!!! Haha.
I went to a look good feel better course it was great I would really recommend it. I wear make up but have never been taught how to put it on properly and it has made me so confident, now on my bad days I can make myself feel bit better about myself and know I don't look silly 🙂 and who doesn't like freebies!! You get a sack of makeup to take home with you.
Had some sad news this week, my OH's brother in law's cancer is now secondary, there are a few options for treatment but no cure feel like I should know what to do/say but I don't.
Glastonbury should be good thanks ladies, I will refrain from rolling around in the mud!! I have to have a blood test before I'm allowed to go. But I'm staying in the disabled campsite so hopefully it will be a bit more sanitary and I will stock up on anti bacterial wipes and handgel!!!! xxx
I have an 11 year old, and I had planned to keep it as quiet as poss ad drip feed him info until I absolutely had to say something (ie surgery or chemotherapy).
He had other ideas though!
Initially I told him I just had a cyst that needed draining (to explain why he could not jump all over me after the biopsy.)
But then he decided to sit on the stairs and listen when I had a conversation with my dad about it! (the shut door must have been a giveaway!)
He was crying and upset that I had 'lied' to him... and was worried obviously.
I had to correct his belief that '50% of people now survived cancer' (a fact he picked up from the TV ads... so did not realise he thought there was a 50% chance I was going to die!!)
Had to educate him that breast cancer is one of the most curable forms, up around 98% if you catch it early. Which we did.
I thought I'd have op first but I'm having chemo first because one of my 2 lumps is G3 and HER2 positive (you'll become an expert at these terms!)
So I have simply told him:
1.They are giving me medicine to blitz any stray cells and kill the cancer off
2. I get new boobs for Christmas! (He likes that idea, mine are huge and I had been thinking about a reduction! Careful what you wih for eh?)
Because I was very positive and made jokes about it my son is actually doing well.
He did not like seeing me wiped out for 2 days after chemo (days 5 and 6 were my tired days)... it was the first 'visible' sign of my illness; but I said that the worst of it is being a bit tired and constipated for a couple of days, then I actually had nowt to complain about, I've had worse hangovers! (seriously, I have. It's nowhere near as bad as I had imagined!)
(PS: Only 2 weeks after first chemo both my lumps are both noticeably smaller already! Oncologist says approx 1cm smaller! So it works!)
This is a brilliant website, I do not know how I'd have coped without it. Brilliant having folk who are going through what you are going through, and also ladies that are already through out the other side. You can say what you want, you can have down days and we will understand, and you can have dark humour and we will also understand.
Your family and friends will struggle with their own emotions and worries, very hard for any of them to say the 'right' thing. Everything sounds like a platitude. Be patient;)
Prepare to be surprised though.. folk you expect to be great may be rubbish, folk you had no expections of may turn out AMAZING (my neighbour had my son over to hers for dinner every night for a week when I first had chemo.. I had no idea how much that would help!)
Personally I got so fed up of the 'Oh Nik I am SO sorry, poor you' repsonses that I stopped talking about it on the phone and banged out an announcement on Facebook telling people not to feel sorry for me, but to check their boobs instead. That worked.
Once I got through the 'waiting room' bit (which was awful, lots of tears at bedtime!) I now see this as a weird blessing. Has taught me now to take my life for granted, and next year once I am over the op I am downsizing my life, changing my job, and spending more time with my son! (I am a lone parent and a chronic workaholic, and I don't care what the 'specialist' says, I am convinced stress has a part in this. I think the trigger was my mum dying last year.Twinges happened a month after but GP dismissed me)
For me this is a beginning. I sound like a right hippy.. I'm far from it, but I do believe there is a lesson in everything. It has brought me closer to my family.
'We all have 2 lives... the second starts when you realise you only have 1'