After an agonising ten day wait for core biopsy results on a 1.5cm mass I was diagnosed as having primary breast cancer this past tuesday.  I had an inkling that would be the case, my gut knew, but i was still hopeful that i was wrong.  This is will be the third time i have had to fight cancer, and i have to admit with a gap of 27 years since the last time I had hoped that i had beaten it for good...but not to be.  The first time i fought was at the age of 10 when i was diagnosed with advanced ewing's osteosarcoma in the right leg...6 months, extreme chemo and 1 amputation later i was in remission.   The second time round i was 12 and the cancer had decided to awaken and cause havoc in the entirity of both lungs and the chest wall...again severe chemo, laser surgery and radiotherapy and i entered the remission phase again....until now.

I've been told that due to the past lung cancer treatment i can not have a lumpectomy with radiotherapy, the only choice i have is a mastectomy with chemo afterwards.  The option of an implant has also been taken away from the table, leaving reconstruction from my own body tissue.  Even though my diagnosis was given a week ago things have been moving swiftly.  I know that my squatter has a nice diet and is feeding off my hormones, but luckily no HER2 protein.  I have an appointment on Wednesday with the plastics consultant, and my breast care specialist nurse has rang me a number of times to discuss and offer support.  The hopsital would like to have me genetically profiled given that this is my third time on the saddle (so to speak), if that comes back that it's positive then the doctors will recommend the removal of my other breast.

I'm currently going through one of those days where im ticked off to high heaven...not only has this thing taken my right leg away, caused sections of my lungs to be removed, my hair to fall out twice..but now it's going to take my breast too!! And that could be as soon as 2-3 weeks.  I know i have lots of positives to hold too..a new partner who's being amazingly supportive, my two children who are so far coping admirably, even though the eldest is smack in the middle of her A-Level exams.  The fact that the hospital are moving so quick...still today im pieved.