What really caught my eye about the article was the fact that it used the word "survive". They won't recover from cancer. They will survive it. I know that it was meant in the sense that they won't die from it, but it struck me in a completely different way. From my perspective you don't recover from cancer. You simply survive it if you are lucky.
With less than a month now til my last chemotherapy session I am getting frustratingly excited. So close but yet far enough. This past month I have had stronger days and each month I seem to keep getting a bit more able to deal with it. When I first started my chemo back in October 2011, I was on an intensive treatment plan which knocked me down for two months, I could hardly leave the house, ended up hospitalised and generally felt like I was dying.
I am staying positive on the whole - it's actually not that bad, you just learn how to get on with it. I have had pretty bad luck; I appear to have had every side effect going to date. I won't go into the gory details but had a week of staring at hospital walls, barely recognising myself, unable to do anything being hooked up to a drip 24/7 and getting more and more down but even now I look back and think if that's the worst, I can deal with it.
At first glance, the case for screening for breast cancer is a no-brainer. Mammography offers the promise of revealing early stage cancer - and the chance to treat it before it becomes more advanced. Treatment involves a partial or full breast removal (mastectomy), and possibly chemotherapy or radiotherapy.
I think I have come to terms with it all, having cancer, I think anyway. I'm now on my way to recovery, I hope. Now the challenge is getting through treatment and overcoming the day to day practicalities. Living day by day is the only way and it's a learning curve really. People talk about listening to your body and that is what I am starting to do.