Update: I’m just going to tell my story but missing
out the constant nausea and fatigue inbetween.
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On the 21st of January this year was when my life shattered.
Sitting alone in the hospital waiting to be seen, in the middle of the covid lockdown.
I got told after having a biopsy there and then that I had cervical cancer. Stage and grading was unknown until biopsies were back.
Walking out of the hospital I was falling apart, getting closer and closer to the car where my husband and my sons, who were 2 years old and 7 months old were waiting patiently for my return.
My whole life in that car.
I broke down when I had to say I had cancer.
I told my immediate family something that I never thought I’d have to tell them.
I was living in a nightmare.
A long week had passed and I got told I had stage 2, grade 2 cervical cancer…but after another test 6 weeks later I got told it was stage 3C1 with one lymph node involvement, I thought sh#t well thats me not going to make it but luckily it was localised and couldn’t go anywhere. It was spreading horizontal and not vertically, the cancer in the lymph node was luckily in a node that the cancer couldn’t go anywhere which meant it couldn’t spread.
Phew right?.. still had to get treatment and start the fight.
The waiting to start treatment 3 weeks later was the worst.
A week after my 35th birthday, treatment was starting 6th of April, chemo every Tuesday and radiation every week day (mon-fri), so 5 chemo and 25 radiation in total plus x3 internal radiation at the end of main treatment.
Travelling back and forth was so tiring.
I had my ups and downs and focused on my boys and trying to stay distracted.
Too many tears were shed and what ifs where said.
Even planned my funeral.
After all the treatment was done, I had 3 months to wait until I can get another scan, again I distracted myself, recovered and focused on family life.
Had the scan 3rd of August and had a long week to wait until my consultant told me the results., my nerves were shot.
On the 11th of August, I had major anxiety and my nerves were all over the place. Was even feeling sick on the way to the hospital.
My whole life was about to change either way.
Expecting the worst, sitting with the consultant he told me my results…
I GOT THE ALL CLEAR!
…wait what? I was in shock.
Queue a lot of happy tears and a huge weight off my shoulder.
I did it.
No more cancer!
I beat it.
I’m so happy and thankful to the doctors for saving my life.
They’ve given me more time with my family, to watch my boys grow up.
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Thanks to the ladies who replied back when I was at my worst.
For any woman going through this, distraction is the key. The waiting is torture buts its so worth it in the end.
You CAN do this