Yesterday (11th June) marked another important milestone in my life, one which at times, I never thought I would reach. Yesterday, it was seven years ago since I was told I had cancer.
Up until that time, I had never been ill and thought that cancer was something that happened to other people, but not to me. As far as I knew, no one in our family had ever had cancer, so it was never on the radar that it would ever happen to me.
Following diagnosis, things were never quite the same again. Uncertainty had entered my life and I found it hard to accept that I couldn't rely on having loads of time to do things that I always seemed to be putting off to another day. Having a heart attack several months later, brought that message home even harder. I was not invincible.
So, my life changed and seven years later, I'm so grateful that I'm still here and able to do things I want to do. In spite of my cancer now being incurable, I feel pretty good.
I feel very lucky.
Edited by member 12 Jun 2021 at 10:21
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