Hi everyone. I'm newish to the board so thought I would introduce myself - and I suppose my cancer, too.
On Christmas Eve 2015, I found out that I had breast cancer. It wasn't an official diagnosis; I had to wait until the new year for that. My revelation was more unofficial. "It's definitely not a cyst," they told me at the clinic and I went home in tears, convinced it could terminal and I was about to get the worst possible news.
It was the happiest day of my life when I (finally) return to meet the consultant and found out that my cancer was - in fact - treatable. Chemo, radio, surgery. At that moment, it all sounded like bliss compared to the death sentence I'd given myself.
What followed were some of the most difficult months I've ever faced. I won't lie about that. But at the same time, it was a huge life changer for me in other more positive ways.
Three and a half years on, I'm thankful to be cancer free and living the life that, for a while, I never thought I'd have.
Now that I'm on the 'other side', I would love to help support others who and going through a similar experience and offer some word of encouragement and hope along the way.
I found it really helpful to write down my experiences in a diary (now uploaded into a blog at threelittlewords.co.uk).
Always happy to answer any questions or chat. Vicki x