That all sounds wonderful, but I had none of that. We have few friends in our local village. It was lockdown, and I appreciated calls and texts from our friends elsewhere. There were flowers, and the occasional masked visit, but only some banana bread (which was an ongoing joke). I had no breast care nurse, either, so the whole thing was very lonely. I'm surprised I’ve come through apparently unscathed, psychologically.
Of course, I would encourage all to pitch in and help those struggling with their diagnosis.
I have a friend quite recently diagnosed, but just too far for me to give her any help except online. But isn’t she the lucky one? A chef lives next door, and has regularly been delivering them delicious meals, even before my friend was diagnosed.
