Gayle_Taylor
9 years agoMember
Stop The Bullshit!!
I am so glad I got to 5 years, and I am hoping to another! My breast cancer was trying to kill me! I fought hard, but I also recall the moments where I caved and wished I would die!
Every one around me tried to shower me with fairy floss and cotton wool, and sugar coated BS!!.... "You'll be fine Gayle! You'll beat this! Stay strong and stay positive!!" :smile: ... I was positive! I was positive I had a cancer that was killing me and I was going to die! I hated all that happy cheery shit! Because as much as I took it in, I'd go home to my lonely bed ( hubby slept in another room to give me space to throw up! ) and hug my bucket, and my pink blanky ( Thanks to my cancer care nurse ), and I would cry my eyes out! No one could convince me otherwise. My bloods hadn't changed, my body was failing on me! I would cower down in the shower, pushing my shit down the plug hole because I couldn't control the body fluids, my nose would poor blood, I'd vomited so much I got a hernia! My heart pounded out of my chest, and I still have it after 5 years, a weak heart muscle that gets hiccups... my liver is on the border of failure, but I drink alcohol later in the day to turn my head off! .... I am not my friend, who had both small breasts off, went through a milder form of chemo, no radiation, and can run a marathon every month, paddle board on the lake, ride a skinny bike in a race.... I am not her.... I am 15kg heavier and can't shake that spare tyre around my middle. I am lop sided with an annoying prosthetic boob in my bra, I am the wife who hides from her loving husband who turns away when I undress anyway, who no longer wants to race me off to the bedroom, or do me on a kitchen chair like we use to! I am the wife who catches him looking at nice perky breasts, and just laughs it off!! ( Damn the weather girl!!) .... I am the woman who hates what happened just as my life was going to be amazing!! I am the unemployed, unemployable due to "medical background risk" ... I am a realist!! .... But I am still alive and breathing, and I will still soldier on!!
Every one around me tried to shower me with fairy floss and cotton wool, and sugar coated BS!!.... "You'll be fine Gayle! You'll beat this! Stay strong and stay positive!!" :smile: ... I was positive! I was positive I had a cancer that was killing me and I was going to die! I hated all that happy cheery shit! Because as much as I took it in, I'd go home to my lonely bed ( hubby slept in another room to give me space to throw up! ) and hug my bucket, and my pink blanky ( Thanks to my cancer care nurse ), and I would cry my eyes out! No one could convince me otherwise. My bloods hadn't changed, my body was failing on me! I would cower down in the shower, pushing my shit down the plug hole because I couldn't control the body fluids, my nose would poor blood, I'd vomited so much I got a hernia! My heart pounded out of my chest, and I still have it after 5 years, a weak heart muscle that gets hiccups... my liver is on the border of failure, but I drink alcohol later in the day to turn my head off! .... I am not my friend, who had both small breasts off, went through a milder form of chemo, no radiation, and can run a marathon every month, paddle board on the lake, ride a skinny bike in a race.... I am not her.... I am 15kg heavier and can't shake that spare tyre around my middle. I am lop sided with an annoying prosthetic boob in my bra, I am the wife who hides from her loving husband who turns away when I undress anyway, who no longer wants to race me off to the bedroom, or do me on a kitchen chair like we use to! I am the wife who catches him looking at nice perky breasts, and just laughs it off!! ( Damn the weather girl!!) .... I am the woman who hates what happened just as my life was going to be amazing!! I am the unemployed, unemployable due to "medical background risk" ... I am a realist!! .... But I am still alive and breathing, and I will still soldier on!!