I will never forget March 2007. I was walking around with a permanent smile on my face. My partner John had asked me to marry him and i was over the moon. Along with a new job with social services , could life get any better? My head was full of wedding plans and care plans!!!!
In April John and i decided to go away to Dartmouth on a short break. My mum Georgie had the children. But mum hadn`t been too well. Fibroids. Thats what it was, the doctor had said so.
She dealt with the pain and the bleeding admirably, although she was tired. But fibroids do that. My doctor told me so. I asked him.
We enjoyed our break. We watched a pink floyd tribute band, they were fantastic.
A few weeks later mum told me she had been back to the doctors and he was booking her in for tests. I wasn`t worried. It was fibroids.
June 3rd was Kayleighs 6th birthday. Mum rang to say she probably wouldnt be able to come down. Alarm bells rang in my mind.At 630 the door went, as i opened it mum fell through as grey as i dont know what. propping herself up on the wall. From that moment i knew.
June 7th. My 32nd birthday. We went to the hospital and mum was taken to theatre for tests.
End of June. The date slips my mind now. I`d just got in from working an early shift. I was very tired. The phone rang, it was mum. Claire, it is cancer.
That was it. The word. From that second on life would never be the same.
I remember crying, screaming, not being able to deal with the kids. Stage 2 endometrial cancer. I got busy on the net.
an appointment came through to see a consultant in the oncology dept.
I drank as much wine as i possibly could to get me to the date of our appointment.
Hoorayyyyyyyy!!!! Although it was cancer it wouldn`t kill mum. A hysterectomy and possibly a liitle radiotherapy would sort it out. phew. We cried on our way out. Bring on the hysterectomy lets get rid of it!
In April John and i decided to go away to Dartmouth on a short break. My mum Georgie had the children. But mum hadn`t been too well. Fibroids. Thats what it was, the doctor had said so.
She dealt with the pain and the bleeding admirably, although she was tired. But fibroids do that. My doctor told me so. I asked him.
We enjoyed our break. We watched a pink floyd tribute band, they were fantastic.
A few weeks later mum told me she had been back to the doctors and he was booking her in for tests. I wasn`t worried. It was fibroids.
June 3rd was Kayleighs 6th birthday. Mum rang to say she probably wouldnt be able to come down. Alarm bells rang in my mind.At 630 the door went, as i opened it mum fell through as grey as i dont know what. propping herself up on the wall. From that moment i knew.
June 7th. My 32nd birthday. We went to the hospital and mum was taken to theatre for tests.
End of June. The date slips my mind now. I`d just got in from working an early shift. I was very tired. The phone rang, it was mum. Claire, it is cancer.
That was it. The word. From that second on life would never be the same.
I remember crying, screaming, not being able to deal with the kids. Stage 2 endometrial cancer. I got busy on the net.
an appointment came through to see a consultant in the oncology dept.
I drank as much wine as i possibly could to get me to the date of our appointment.
Hoorayyyyyyyy!!!! Although it was cancer it wouldn`t kill mum. A hysterectomy and possibly a liitle radiotherapy would sort it out. phew. We cried on our way out. Bring on the hysterectomy lets get rid of it!
shosking isn't it. go girl - she'll be fine.
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