No diagnosis yet, possibly vulva cancer. Got another 11 or so days before I get the call.
I just need to offload, the journal hasn’t really worked.
anyway, I’m sat in bed and had this feeling of overwhelming sadness that I will die from this and my granddaughter of 3 will lose me, how will she remember me? Grandma Jo with the pink/ purple hair, the grandma that played Bluey Grannies.
I’ve always said a good cry helps, but it’s not, not tonight.
and I don’t know why? I don’t know what I have, if it’s bad or not so bad.
is this normal? Am I reacting as I should? Is there a normal way to react. Or am I just wallowing in self pity? And looking for sympathy? I don’t know.
sorry if I am a wuss, the only people I know personally have died from any cancer they have. And I’m not ready.
Hi Jojomamabee …. you say “no need to reply”……. but my heart said yes.
I know from experience having been on my cancer journey for over 26 years that this journey is full of twists and turns.
In 1999 at 44 I was diagnosed with my first type of rare (incurable) hard to treat T-Cell Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma…… the median survival rate for this cancer back then was 3-5 years…… not great news when our 2 daughters were were 14 and 18
Then in 2012 I was diagnosed with Asbestosis
Oct 2014 my second rare aggressive type of T-Cell Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma appeared taking me to stage 4.
April 2026 diagnosed with Prostate Cancer.
But I turned 70 back in Nov and I am still here lining a great life….. snd we have went on to see our daughters graduate, get married, set up very successful businesses and provide us with 4 beautiful granddaughters…..
Keep trusting the medical system and look for a positive way forward ((hugs))
