Hi all,

So it was 3 years ago this week that I started on the cancer train.  It began with what seemed an innocuous ultrasound on my neck to examine an odd little lump and quickly snowballed into a diagnosis of a very rare and little known skin cancer that had already spread to my lungs.  I was told they didn't know how to treat it and it seemed like a death sentence - an absolute torrid time.  I thought my life was over!

3 years on and life is pretty much back to normal! I have a few scars, some itchy skin and plenty of regular hospital visits but thanks to a clinical trial that I have been on now for 2 years I am very comfortably living with cancer and enjoying the everyday mundanity of life with just a bit more appreciation! 

I will never forget the desperation of those first few weeks after diagnosis when I would spend hours searching forums like this for messages of hope from others desperate for some positivity.  I wanted to share my story in the hope that someone reading this now who is in that situation where I was, can see that it's possible to get through the darkest of times so never give up