Newly Diagnosed
Hello lovely ladies, I was diagnosed 3 weeks ago following after a routine mammogram. At the call back session at BreastScreen they told me I had breast cancer and had to wait the agonising week to f...
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Hi Flossy. So sorry you find yourself here in the club that no one wants to join. But as places to hang out go, this is a very warm and supportive one. Feel free to vent, rage, cry, worry and ask as many questions as you like. We'll hold your hand every step of the way.
Right now you're in the thick of the worst of it, the beginning. The waiting for results is the absolute pits. It all gets better once your treatment is underway. Bizzarely you get used it, it becomes routine. In the meantime, really try your hardest to live each day one at a time. Try not to cross any bridges until you come to them.
I was similarly petrified of chemo because of the memories I had of my mother's BC treatment in 1986. Chemo and mastectomies have come a long way since then. We all react so differently to the drugs and no one gets all the side effects. It's a grotty slog but it's doable, and you have to remember why you're doing it and keep your eyes on the prize.
I get the unreality. I was diagnosed at 51 from a routine mammogram and my tumour was so deep no one could feel it. It still feels surreal, and that I'll wake up and find it's all been a horrible dream.
However, I'm out the other side and you'll get there too. In the meantime, try to relax on the white tropical sands of Fiji and have a wonderful birthday celebration. Many happy returns! K xox
Right now you're in the thick of the worst of it, the beginning. The waiting for results is the absolute pits. It all gets better once your treatment is underway. Bizzarely you get used it, it becomes routine. In the meantime, really try your hardest to live each day one at a time. Try not to cross any bridges until you come to them.
I was similarly petrified of chemo because of the memories I had of my mother's BC treatment in 1986. Chemo and mastectomies have come a long way since then. We all react so differently to the drugs and no one gets all the side effects. It's a grotty slog but it's doable, and you have to remember why you're doing it and keep your eyes on the prize.
I get the unreality. I was diagnosed at 51 from a routine mammogram and my tumour was so deep no one could feel it. It still feels surreal, and that I'll wake up and find it's all been a horrible dream.
However, I'm out the other side and you'll get there too. In the meantime, try to relax on the white tropical sands of Fiji and have a wonderful birthday celebration. Many happy returns! K xox