I’ve been a breast cancer survivor for just over two years now – but last week that “status” was rocked.
I found lumps. Same breast. Same place actually. Cue many days of stress and panic, a shockingly unprof appointment with a GP (not my usual angels) and thank goodness a thorough ultrasound yesterday that showed nothing suspicious. Just glandular tissue – sounds lovely.
And I’m grateful again to be given my life back because when you’re threatened with a recurrence, you think you might just die on the spot.
It’s all just a little bit too “recent” when it comes with my survivorship. It’s still early days for my particular cancer – in fact the next few years are crucial.
Do I live in fear?
Yes – some days I’m crippled with the fear it will come back and that I won’t be here for my babies.
How do I manage it?
I live each day at a time. It’s what ‘they’ tell you to do. And they’re right with it – because it’s all we can do, isn’t it? Just survive each day. Learn to make the most of the happy and positive times and to try and push past the not-so-happy ones.
But the events of the last few days were a reminder again to be vigilant and to take more care of myself. I urge you to do the same.
We put ourselves last for our kids, quite rightly so most of the time. Just don’t neglect yourself too much.
Take time for yourself, look after your mental health. Physically, if something doesn’t feel quite right, ask your (good!) GP for advice.
When it comes to breast checks, if you don’t know how to do one, ask your GP or nurse to show you.
So with 34 weeks to go until I turn 40, I look forward to it more than ever. I don’t dread getting older, I pray for it.
I have the hope of being here, happy and healthy, surrounded by my family and friends and celebrating.
But for now I’ll focus on just getting through today.
And I’ll keep my fingers crossed x