Anniversary

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Every one of us has a date every year whether it be birthday ,wedding etc but unfortunately being in this gang we have a special date to remember  where we began our  journey. My journey began on 1st October .What was your date ? When  at last ,after months of "this thing will disappear " as blokes don't go to doctors, I went to the doctors and so the journey started. Looking back over the last year there have been ups and downs and some things stand out more than most ,going to appointments and two operations on my own due to covid restrictions, waiting for results is a complete mind game, recovery from operations, telling people you have cancer are just a few things that stick out on my journey, but the one thing I remember the most is sitting in breast clinic waiting to be called in with bad news, twice. On the plus side I have met some dedicated people who have saved my life and of course I have been lucky enough to have the support of this forum. What is your anniversary date ? and what is your most remembered event . kind regards      

  • Jan 12th the day I found out.  22nd Feb had my op.  27th May my first chemo, 16th August my last...  thank the Lord

    I remember sitting with those socks on waiting to go down to theatre and feeling like there was no going back 

    I remember the day we shaved my head and we cried together

    I remember my last chemo and never ever wanting to go there again 

  • Hi , weirdly I can’t remember any of the initial dates - the 2 that seem to be ingrained are my op date/ eviction of the beast - 24th Oct, and my first oncology appointment when I was given my first Anastrozole prescription, which was 5th December. Still on the hormone zappers, it’ll be 4 years soon! 
    Most remembered event….blimey that’s a tricky one. In terms of horribleness, probably coming back from the first breast clinic appointment (went on my own), coming back home to hubby and daughter, playing it all down and saying that it was another lump (had a benign one 13 years before) which would need to be removed. But didn’t mention that the doctor had said she was sure it was cancer, because dear daughter was leaving 2 days later to go to a jungle for a month on a research placement, then on to Australia for up to 2 years! Couldn’t possibly lumber her with all that so kept it quiet, even from hubby, till I’d seen her off at the airport that weekend. She has since said that she wouldn’t have gone if she’d known, so I know I was right to be economical with the truth. No actual lies but certainly lots of omissions! Was also hard telling our son on the phone as he’s in Canada. Then telling daughter once she’d reached Australia. 
    Positive event? After long and painful process, finally retiring on ill health grounds. Have never regretted it. Am now happily retired, never bored, lots of walking, coffees in cafes. 
    Hope it’s not too painful tomorrow, remembering your first appointment. Sending love and a big virtual hug, HFxx 

    HappyFeet1 xx
    Don’t be afraid to cry. It will free your mind of sorrowful thoughts. – Hopi
  • 19th May. The uncompassionate registrar didn't even mention cancer. Had to go to all my appointments, surgery and rads on my own as it was last year and during covid times. Started my tamoxifen 19 July. This year was a year of firsts but trying not to think about it too much as trying to move on and make new memories. Yes I agree with you, met some lovely people on forum - compassionate, understanding and helpful with information from their experiences. 

  • 16 Feb, the day I drove myself to clinic having found a lump and assumed it would be nothing - I don't remember driving home afterwards, that's for sure.

    One of my funniest memories was when the chemo consultant called (due to Covid) and my husband and I were listening on the speaker. She said she could sign me off work for 6 months……and my husband was vehemently shaking his head in fear of this.

    I had chemo at home, and one of the nurses who administered it was very chatty, lovely, but chatty, and she was at my house for 7 hours. I managed to persuade her that I could join a team meeting over Zoom during the day, so I dialled in on video, hooked up to a drip, much to the bemusement of my team.

    There are many memories, and I am glad I wrote so many blog posts as it helps me now looking back.

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