Since I was first diagnosed with breast cancer in 2012, I've felt a bit of a fraud. When my OH told people "Oh, she's battling cancer". I thought "Am I?" It didn't feel like a battle. People with cancer usually looked frail and gaunt,. Their skin was pale and it was obvious they were ill. Apart from bearing a scar that spread halfway across my chest, and a 'dead' patch beneath my arm where I had lymph nodes removed, I didn't look or feel ill. OK, so I had a few rough days while having chemo, and 5 days in hospital - twice - because of neutropenic sepsis. But on the whole I didn't feel any different to how I felt before! Only the bald head, lack of eyebrows and lashes, and the moon face gave away the fact that I was a cancer patient. Now though, there's nothing to show that I'm a cancer survivor - until I take my bra off that is! Which I can assure you, is only in private.
