Healing

I was diagnosed with Diabetes late in 2008, it is an easy illness to ignore, especially for someone like me that is used to living an opulant, free (of discipline) lifestyle.  It has seemed extraordinarily important to me to be without restrictions of "normality" - set routines.  Now as most understand, routines are important for diabetics.  But, hey, I thought I could get away with it.  Which I did, until I was diagnosed with Stage 3 invasive Breast Cancer in February 2013.  My first surgery was about a week later and here I am lying in hospital with an infection on day 4.  Intravenus antibiotics on one side and a drainage bag on the other, kind of brings you down to earth!  I was not healing, my body was not responding.  I was worried.

By the way, the day before my operation I was scared into giving up smoking.  A friend, who does not have a history of telling me what to do, frightened the hell out of me with warnings of smoking and anaesthesia.  This is NOT an easy thing to do to me!!  But it worked, my 25-30 per day habit had hit the bin!  I was NEVER going to give up!  I had always figured I'd get lung cancer, never for a moment thinking of breast cancer.  I hadn't even had any children.