This may come as a shock for all, it is no longer a shock for me...
On July 29th 2013, a date which I will never forget, I was diagnosed with stage 2b lung cancer.
After going through so many tests and appointments, I finally found out the results - having been kept waiting for the biopsy results for almost 10 days. My memories of 29th July were of my mother and I in the consultant's room, sitting listening as he told us the bad news. My mother's eyes were all red from crying days before. I was told I have ''cancer''...I didnt want to believe it myself...so much so I asked him could I have a second opinion. He said I couldn't...the next few days were a daze ...overwhelmed by feelings of sadness, some days I would cry for no reason, I was so scared. I could have only a year left in my life to live.
I was put straight into chemotherapy on 8th August, within a fortnight of being diagnosed. I can't tell you how awful that was - definitely the hardest part! I had all the worst possible side effects. Couldn't eat for days due to multiple mouth ulcers forming in my mouth, lost 2 stone, felt extremely tired...and severely constipated. The 2nd chemo - 3 weeks later - wasn't so bad....and the 3rd one made me feel more nauseous than the 1st two!
My family & friends have been so supportive of me......I have recently went for a CT scan and it was revealed that the tumour had shrunk...I really hope that I will continue to improve...
I have come out of the chemo stronger than before, lost all my hair...and I will have to have a pneumonectomy next month. So I've to go for preassessment tests on Tuesday coming. May God be with me and keep me strong for this , please?
