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My story will prob be so similar to others who may read this who are going through the same. It is almost 3 year on from my surgery and 4 years since my genetic testing and it is only now that I feel I have the strength to write down how I have felt and how I feel now.
My aunty who was my friend, my confidante, the person who gave me the best birthday present of a little cousin was diagnosed with breast cancer, she had a single mastectomy, chemotherapy and continued with tamoxifen. She had the all clear and was living life to the full when she found another lump, this time it was in the nipple of her right breast, the cancer had returned. She was such a strong positive person stating that she would try her hardest and fight with all she had to not allowthis to kill her. It didn’t but the massive strain that was put on her heart did. She was gone and there was a massive gap left within our family. My aunty who I admired, loved dearly and looked up to had gone and it wasn’t fair!
A second aunty was diagnosed with breast cancer a few years later, this was when genetic testing was offered. My dad was the last of his siblings to undertake the screening, and the results came back to show him alongside all of his siblings carried the faulty gene.
This was the point that I had to make that decision of what to do! Should I find out or should I remain ignorant and hope for the best??? I looked at my life, I had a husband, a beautiful little girl and a good job. My life was good but I knew that if I didn’t have the genetic testing I would be haunted and constantly worry about every small health problem. I lived in a different part of the country to the rest of my family, they had gone through the process together all talking to each another and I was out of the loop. I didn’t know what to say to people or if I should say anything to people. There was so much unknown and no one to ask. I was in a dark room with no light and no way of finding one. I know that screening was something I had to do and deep down in my gut I know what the results would come back to be.
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There are so many kind souls out there, but we all fear being ourselves and open to the world as judgement is a pressure that many cannot cope! I know so many people that appear to be kind but when you really need them are not there! BUT I am thankful for those few truly kind souls who are alway there to listen no matter what, they will always be there ❤️❤️❤️
Throughout my genetic counselling, the revelation of having the faulty gene, the sea appointments and having to explain to doctors what Brca2 is and who I need to be referred to! Surgery, drains, expanders, implants, tattoos there have been a select few people who have held me up knowing that I am going to fall. These people allowed me to separate myself from reality, to be angry and to laugh as I didn’t want to cry! These people I will always be there for and I know will always be there for me ❤️❤️❤️
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2 gin tonic for diner are nutritious, right?
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New to this!!!
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I am completely new to blogging and keeping my fingers crossed that I m doing it correctly.
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