Day 1. 4am

Less than one minute read time.

I appear to be awake in a rather alien environment and what are all these weird noises. Oh, this is good, I have no pain and can think straight, but now I realise, I don't really want to think. I am now on my own at last and I am very, very scared. 

What just happened!  48 hours ago, under pressure from family and friends,  I took my pain to the GP and here I am, eight consultations, two scans and four cancelled procedures and a late night diagnosis of advanced anal cancer later, waking up in a nightmare in ICU with no future. How can this be happening. I can't think, I can't breathe and I am terrified to move. Just in case. Surely not. Not me.

Anonymous
  • Aw bless you …. I’ve no idea how you feel but just letting you know someone else in awake and with you…. Just diagnosed today with a very small breast cancer … hoping it’s curable. But the wake in the wee hours has the brain going overdrive 

  • Hi there. Nothing like the wee small hours to bring out the best of your brain, good to know you're awake with me. Hope it goes well for you.

  • I am sending you my very, very, very best wishes. Please do not despair. We are all going through terrible challenges at the moment: you are not alone. I am on here often and I will keep you company, as I am sure others on here will do too. You do have a future, just an unexpected one. 

    I have only just started this 'cancer journey' myself and in my case it has also happened (too) quickly. But things are what they are. You are in my thoughts. xxx