one year and a day

yesterday was a really big deal for me. one year since i was lying in a strange but nice american hospital there were 4 (yes 4) doctors, my husband, my sis joan and husband (who dropped everything and flew over at great expense), thanks again sis.i was told that not only did i have cancer but that i only had 3 to 4 months to live.this was a total shock as i didn`t know anything was wrong, i know it seems strange, but i had first been dx with breast cancer 9 years previous, and was a good girl and had all my checks etc, the only thing different was when i finished tamoxifen at the 5 yrs, my periods got heavier and irregular, i did mention this numerous times to gp and oncologist but was told it the menopause. so on i went totally oblivious. dave (my husband) got this dream job with caterpillar, in the states and he went and i was gradually breaking myself in as i had 2 hairdressing salons and was passing the reigns on to my daughter, it was on my 2nd visit that i was, ill, well not ill really had a period for 6 weeks kept putting off going to american doc as wanted to wait till i got home, the only symtoms apart from thr obvious was tiredness and as i do tend to be a bit aenemic, i got iron meds from chemist, silly me turns out i had lost 4 pints of blood and was slowly bleeding to death!! anyway as they say the rest is history. so the reason for my ramblings is two fold, firstly WHOOOOO HOOOOO, going into my second year!!!!, but in reality my 10 year point is due on 10th june,any i`m going to pass that you watch, secondly please everyone ask for blood tests and body scans annually, they could`ve saved my life . thanks for taking the time to read this liz xxxx