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This first one may seem long while i explain the history for those who would like to read.
My name is Rebecca. Im 22 (almost) and i have had cancer touch my life in a very large way.
Im from South Yorkshire. And lived there when the journey began.
My mother and father moved up to Hartlepool NE, UK taking my young brother with them, but i chose to stay in Rotherham as i had a job and college. In 2009, around November/December time i think, a lump in my brother's arm was diagnosed as Osteosarcoma...
Hi Everyone,
sorry I'm a bit late posting today.
First of all thanks to Norma-G for letting me know what's happening. Hope all goes as well as it can.
No questions were sent to me this week, so i thought I'd just post a little info about keyworkers. Apologies if I'm teaching you all to suck eggs.
Every cancer patient is entitled to a key worker. The key workers role is to provide a contact point for the patient and their family so that if they have any queries, worries or...
When I was told that I was going to a summer camp to be with other children who had also gone through cancer and other serious illnesses, I was embarrassed and fought back at it for about three months. If you have had childhood / teenage cancer there are a multitude of organisations, initiatives and groups which are opened up to you so you don’t feel alone. But they aren’t always right for everyone.
But I was 14 so my response from the ultimate fact that at that age everything is embarrassing...
The years following the end of my chemotherapy were a strange mix of trying to be a ‘normal’ teenager, dealing with the onslaught of puberty and dealing with the trauma my body and mind had previously experienced. Coupled with this, I had deep family issues that weren’t going to be put to one side to accommodate this strange time for me. Things like that don’t just stop because you have just had cancer, life isn’t a film and sometimes cancer isn’t enough to kick people up the behind and sort themselves...
Was hoping my blog post from last week was going to be a lonely one, but it seems a week later I am here again - almost 2 hours earlier with this blog.
I do believe sleepless nights have caught me and I am going to have to do something to deal with this. I am always tired early evening but do not give in because I know I will not sleep later on but lo and behold when I want to go to sleep 10-10,30ish I am wide awake.
Last night did not sleep well at all and today I have walked around Leeds Bradford...
In this blog I want to address what it is like to live with the fear of cancer, post remission and post being told you may be cured.
In 1999 I was diagnosed with an Osteosarcoma in my right fibula bone. I was 12 years old and had never even heard of cancer before. The only person in my family to have had a cancer was my granddad who passed away before I was born - and nobody spoke of it. But the emotional and mental damage that did to family members is still with them today.
Over the last 14 years...
Sitting in garden at daughters cottage, hubby and I having a few days just relaxing and spending good quality time with her. Times are tough and sad and breaks my heart to see hubby withdrawn and so unlike his normal happy, cheeky chatty self. He is meant to be starting anti depressants but now doesn't want them, but he has accepted councelling and hope that will help him to find some peace within himself. Today and next few days its ice creams barbeques pub lunches and just living with the best...
It's nearly three months since mum and dad passed away and i was getting on with things. Going to work and doing every day stuff. I still think about them constantly and wake up crying from dreams I've had of them, but I thought I was doing well.
Then a new boss took over at work and now I can't face going there. Nothing anyone does is good enough and sometimes he talks to you like you've been summoned to the headmasters office. I started looking for a new job and passed an interview for...
During my treatment and ever before my diagnosis I remember reading the stories of people who have overcome this vicious and relentless disease. They go on to conquer the world, looking almost like they never suffered. Or the people that easily slip back into normality as if life was simply on pause and they pressed the play button the second the word 'remission' was written in their notes.
This is something that for the majority is a Lie. A big fat horrible emotionally crippling lie. For...
