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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cfs-file/__key/system/syndication/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en-US"><title type="html">Lorraine</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/atom</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/atom" /><generator uri="http://telligent.com" version="12.1.2.21912">Telligent Community (Build: 12.1.2.21912)</generator><updated>2009-11-09T18:10:28Z</updated><entry><title>* Lost *</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/posts/lost" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/posts/lost</id><published>2009-11-09T17:10:28Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:10:28Z</updated><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had breast cancer 2 years ago. I was 32 weeks pregnant when I found out, I had also just come out of hospital a few days before I found out with phnumonia and a collapsed lung.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day i found out I had breast cancer I was on my own, and instantly threw up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasnt scared as I had the new baby to think about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I moved 150 miles the same week to be with my new partner, ( babies father ) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;From there things went from bad to worse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel I have coped well, but now 2 years down the line, I am really struggling, mind wise, I feel low, tired, crying all the time, ugly, poor excuse for a mother and so on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been trying to get in to some sort of counselling, but really dont know where to start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to ball my eyes out now, but I cant because my children are about, &amp;#39;sigh&amp;#39;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well looks like I will just have to plod on, hoping these horrible feelings go away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=270105&amp;AppID=30128&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Former Member</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/formermember</uri></author><category term="Hospital" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/archive/tags/Hospital" /><category term="Breast cancer" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/archive/tags/Breast%2bcancer" /><category term="feelings" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/archive/tags/feelings" /><category term="pregnant" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/lorraine/archive/tags/pregnant" /></entry></feed>