Those of us going through or have gone through cancer can’t escape the utter dread you feel when that medical person tells you to your face you have cancer. Regardless of the type or severity of cancer, you hear that word in your ears, you feel that word enter your body, mind and psyche, your world stops. Your mind goes blank.
My progress and response to my ongoing treatment for inoperable prostate cancer has been extremely encouraging. I hope to be given great news around the second anniversary of my diagnosis next October. It’s by no means a given. I must stay focussed and positive. And I will. I am grateful for all I have despite that life-changing day nineteen months ago.
Cancer is a fucking curse. Cancer is a wrecking ball, physically and mentally. Be grateful if it never comes to your door. Be better in life. We’re not perfect, we all do and say stupid things, so we can all be better. But be better.
Lynch Syndrome Ireland 