I`m new to this forum so here goes ......
I bet many of you can`t remember what you were doing on Sunday 23rd April 2017?
On 28th May 2017 I was diagnosised with bowel cancer. What a shock!!. So after numerous CT and PET scans, the wait is endless. The waiting is torture and you finally get the result, you just there is a BUT coming when the consulting room if full of healthcare professionals. `We have some areas on your lung` they say, `we need some scans and biopsy` they say, `have you any questions` they say. Erm No! Hell yes! But you open your mouth and no words come out. Then you start having selective hearing... surgery, left lung lobectomy, anterior resection, chemotherapy, all the cancers are primary... what on earth does that all mean!
On July 4th 2017 my husband was diagnosised with terminal lung cancer. Our life is now hospital appointments, scans, blood tests, surgery, chemotherapy and radiotherapy. After six short months my husband passed away. He was 61.
One year on I have finally got the all clear. And now one year from his death I am struggling, so angry that cancer has taken away my life, my husband and my children`s father. I dont know how to move on any support would be very much apprepiciated. Thank you.
Oh and Sunday 23rd April 2017 I ran London Marathon!
