Thank you Ann,
It really helps me when I read posts from ladies who, like you have been through so much and are now having a life again.
I find out on the 17th what chemo & rads I will be having, so I am at the start of my journey. I have just been looking at scarves and hats today, as I'm not sure if I want a wig yet.
I really enjoyed reading your post.
I think maybe I should have read this thread before posting my long darkest moment ramblings on the other thread! You are so right about talking and listening to positive people and this gives such hope. I have invasive lobular cancer in one breast and ductual in the other but is the lobular that is much larger. I am waiting for date for double mastectomy and have started anti hormone treatment so have a long way to go so reading the three years on post has really helped me get my head in a better place. Thank you xx
Hi Anne and everyone else of course. That was lovely to share Anne and it's great to hear you are doing well. I too had invasive lobular 2 years ago and I am doing fine also I am so very grateful for that!
I would say it is vitally important when first diagnosed to speak to positive people who have been on the bc journey, that's what I did and it really helped my anxiety😌
When I was first diagnosed on this day in 2013, my BCN told me about the breastcancercare website and recommended I go on it for information. I was completely in shock, and came straight on to the forum to see if I could find people in my situation. I came across a thread entitled "Three years today" and it so inspired me, that I decided there and then, if I made it to my three years today moment, I would want to share it with people who were at the start of their journey, so here goes. . .
Three years ago today, I was in the darkest corner of the darkest room that I had ever found in my life. There were no doors or windows, just cold darkness and fear. I'd just been told that I had invasive lobular cancer. In reality, my lovely husband was sitting next to me holding my hand, my BCN and surgeon were present, but none of that registered, just the fear, the cold, the darkness. I went home in total shock. I wouldn't allow myself to believe that I had a future, how could I? I had cancer!! Three years ago today, my world fell apart. I didn't know, three years ago today, that I could cope with much more than I realised. I didn't know three years ago today how many true friends I had. I didn't know three years ago today how many special people I would meet on my journey through diagnosis, treatment and recovery. If I could go back into that dark room with my three years ago self, I would point out the funny times I'd have through the bleakest of times. Like my daughter trying to cheer me up before I went in to see my oncologist for the first time with the words, "Mum, you have to start thinking that this is the beginning of the end" (Bless, I actually almost fell off my chair laughing at the one, although I know what she meant!) Or the fun of buying three different colours of wigs and totally confusing all my neighbours till the news trickled out that it wasn't my real hair, and yes I had cancer. I'd point out to myself that three years ago today I hadn't felt the exhilaration and pride I would feel as I crossed the finish line of the moonwalk half way through chemo. Three years after that horrible day, I'm here, I'm doing well and I'm enjoying life. I don't take things for granted as I did before diagnosis and I know that I'm lucky. For the ladies starting off I wish each and every one of you health and happiness in the future.
Ann X X