Last year I was diagnosed with NH lymphoma after being ill for months. I endured the hell of having 6 rounds of chemo, and despite spending what seemed like most of my life in hospital, I still kept up with schoolwork. I was given the all clear in February, and for the last few months I’ve been enjoying watching my hair grow back and my steroid weight and bloating is finally settling too. But my routine scan from last week showed swollen lymph nodes so I went in for a biopsy 3 days ago. I got a call today and it turns out that my cancer is back. It’s so unfair. I feel like I’ve served my time already. I can’t complain to anyone, because everyone expects me to just cope with it. My parents always tell me to stop moaning because it effects them just as much. But I feel like this isn’t fair of them to say. I can’t bear the thought of having to go through everything again. I don’t know what my treatment will be yet, but I’m hoping for low dose chemo.