Hello!
Its an odd day to celebrate isn't it?
But today, July 11th, I am celebrating living with metastatic breast cancer for eleven years. It's been a quiet day here, but a beautiful one.
The cancer (oestrogen receptive Invasive Ductal Carcenoma, moderately aggressive) had spread throughout both of my lungs and liver back in July 2011 and I was struggling to breathe. I was 44. It was so terribly frightening & I had no idea it was cancer.
It's been a long journey, but I'm still here and celebrate each day.
I remember my first Prof. telling me "It's not "terminal" till you're dead". He was so right!
Over the years I have realised that everyone struggles sometimes. I used to think my problems were the worst. But we all have tricky times we have to deal with don't we?
As you read this, I send you all some of the gigantic luck that seems to have fallen my way!
Love to all my friends on here, and all the very best to anyone who is struggling with something tricky at the moment.
Best wishes,
Mary