I found out in February that I had sarcoma the tumour had grown so big in a matter of months I was in hospital from February till may and then transferred to a different hospital for amputation of my left leg right from the top so I can’t use a prosthetic leg, I finally cam home in the middle of July but I’m not coping very well I’m in constant pain still and I don’t like depending on everyone, I still don’t know a lot about sarcoma just what the nurses have told me and today I found out I’ve got mrsa in the open wound from my surgery. Everyone keeps telling me I’m lucky to be alive but atm it doesn’t feel like it and I know I’ve got to stop feeling sorry for myself but I just feel so down