My Journey on the Pink Wagon
I currently update a blog regularly which goes through my experience so far (the bad and the good) and that I've been keeping since first diagnosed - you can find it here (if you're interested) yvienicol.blogspot.com.au
It gives updates on all stages of the treatment so far through my own eyes and my hope in setting it up was that it would help other cancer patients.
I am also a survivor of childhood abuse which gives a bit of a twist to going through treatment when you're body is once again under attack so I also try and give persepctive from that point of view.
I've pasted the first blog I wrote (from January) below to give you an idea of what goes on in my little blog.
I hope everyone is doing ok today and smiling through the rubbish :-)
Yvie x
First Post - 21.01.2014
I am 31 years of age and two days before my 31st Birthday I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. This in and of itself isn't that unusual nowadays unfortunately and I am sure there are 100's upon 1000's of blogs charting the path through cancer to recovery and beyond. But I really wanted to reach out to others - not just those going through cancer, but those suffering day-to-day be it due to illness, trauma or depression.
I am a survivor of child sexual abuse - the last two years have been spent in intensive therapy, working through flashbacks and terror. I was blessed to marry the man who has stood by me through all of this on 30th December 2013; our wedding was a fairytale. On the first day of our honeymoon (7th January - also my husband's birthday), I discovered a lump in my right breast. 11 days after the discovery I was diagnosed with breast cancer and while I am very sad (and lets face it, terrified) I know that the only way to come through this is to stand up straight, take a deep breath and face it head on with a smile on my face. While there is a voice inside my head asking 'why me? why us? why now?' - I know that to ask those questions will be a waste of energy and there will be no answer to these questions. Yes, it feels unfair and unlucky but to indulge in that way of thinking will not go towards any positive gain. Now, more than ever, it's time for me to be strong, to stand still, grounded and unafraid and knock this on the head.
At this point I should also clarify that the above does not mean that I'm not terrified - we're all human. In fact I had a TOTAL meltdown yesterday (trust me... T.O.T.A.L.) - but I want to show others that it's ok to take a day at a time and go through the normal emotions that are attached to such a diagnosis and that if we try to focus on the positive it will be easier to ride the storm out.
As a result of the trauma experienced as a child, my journey may differ from that of many others and for others it may ring may bells - I really have no idea but I hope that this reaches someone who needs understanding, and who can relate to this blog and that it gives them some comfort. If I thought I could reach out and help even one person then I would be very happy. Here's hoping :-)"
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I just read your blog from start to present.It is very good,and I love your honesty.I think a lot of people would find it very informative.The masking tape on the prickly bits is a good idea.I used a wet facecloth in the shower,and that did the trick too I never bought a wig,but I loved my scarves,and I had a gorgeous soft bamboo turban,by 'Christine' which was my favourite headgear.All the best with your continuing treatment,and I look forward to reading more.Cheers xox Robyn0