On May 25th i was diagnosed with dcis, breast cancer. Found during 1st routine mammogram, just after moving house and area. Thankfully the mammogram lorry was waiting for me when i moved; i was told it wouldn't have been found the previous year. Very early! My outer reaction was positive, calm snd strong. My inner reaction was worrying about my husband sitting just back from me. He had been convinced i wouldn't have it. Inwardly i'd been preparing myself ever since my recall. Bernard is 12mm wide and being evicted next month.
I remained this strong for a week. Week 2 i wobbled, waiting on results from second biopsy but i climbed back into being ok. I kept busy and told friends and family. I was blown away by the support i received. I'm 51 and diagnosed autistic, very happily married for 24 years and mum to two adult daughters, the youngest of which is full time at home. I'm her full time carer. She's autistic too. I can remember a time when i could have counted those supporters on one hand. Now i have my dream team of lovely people. I'm so grateful but this blog is for those of us who have cancer (at the moment.) We still wake up with cancer reminding us of it's presence loudly while we smile and chat over breakfast or do the weekly food shop waving to neighbours we see. We can still feel isolated in our private journey.
