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Someone once told me that a cancer diagnosis makes or breaks a marriage. Having survived five months of major surgery and chemotherapy I'm happy to say that mine is still very much intact. There have been moments though, particularly during those long, interminable hours on my local chemo unit, when our rock-solid foundation has developed fissures and flaws.
Sometimes I imagine my cancer as a stationmaster. A faceless man striding up and down the platform, checking his watch and blowing his whistle before The Last Train For Survival inches away.
Richard Curtis once wrote that, 'love is everywhere', and none more so than at the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. I disagree. You'll find more love in my local chemo unit, but it's a different sort of love. It's deeper somehow. More evolved. Tinged with sadness but always driven by an overriding sense of hope.
I didn't know it was possible to have chemo and not be sick or lose your hair. The intensive chemo regimen made Andrew's hair fall out and made him throw up every day for nine months. However, for two and a half years after this the maintenance chemotherapy just kept things at bay whilst he looked every inch the 'normal' little boy with a mop of crazy hair.
Then there are the ones that cut really deeply, like the immovable oncology appointment that means I won't be able to pick Jess up after her first day next Monday, not to mention the months and months of watching my children's faces dissolve into tears when I tell them that I can't play with them again because I'm feeling poorly.