I got diagnosed with 1b cervical cancer 20th September 2019. I was in work the day before when I got the call, and the sanity carpet beneath my feet got pulled up before I knew it was gone. I also live with cystic fibrosis.
Honestly? I’m scared. My mobility is my life blood and I’m terrified of losing my independence, especially post surgery. The combination of these two illnesses is not ideal, my body is in for a beating, my mind is to be pushed to it’s extreme. I saw a psychologist today and I don’t know if it helped, I just couldn’t stop saying “it’s shit and it’s not fair”, I didn’t know what else to say. Obviously I am so lucky to have found out so soon, things could have been a lot worse. That guy who persuaded me to bother with a smear test earlier this year saved my life. I told him that, he was stunned.
So, to channel my emotions and thoughts and crazy processes I’ve decided to start a blog. I’m not sure who it’s for, I’m not sure what I expect, but I hope to help someone, and maybe someone can help me. This blog is going to be littered with poetry, verse, illustrations and some unpredictable nonsense. I truly hope I commit to it this over the coming months, it’ll do good things for my brain
Thanks for reading, feedback and thoughts welcome.
Peace and love