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I had ovarian cancer, stage 3b in February 2008. Interesting
- I though it was the worse possible thing that could have happened to me,
other than I died of a nervous breakdown for being so worried about dying of
cancer. Or my wonderful FH also having a breakdown too.
If only I knew then what happened since? I would have chuckled
all the way through my cancer treatment, the incredible after care that I was
given - the way that everything was explained, shown and everyone helped me. With
all the kind and beautiful people who dealt with me in the hospital, I felt so
empowered. I was going to survive.
At that time, I loved the hospital! And everyone in it too. Because
I was still ‘here’.
Then, I could speak in constructive ways. I could make the
things that I wanted to tell you into something that helped me to express my
feelings and my life and to make sure that it was comprehensible. And I wanted
to help other women that had the same thing - ovarian cancer. At that point, no
one thought any of us would survive.
But we did.
I had masses of blog friends. Some of which I still have
now. A wonderful thing to find friends. A wonderful thing to manage to cope
with the cancer. A wonderful thing to be happy even when you are struggling
with a horrible disease.
My fab 10-year design job in Europe had to come to an end -
to many operations, chemo and rather difficult for a while. Hard to walk after
chemo - exhausted and I became quite over weight. And feeling like crap.
Walking to the local shop I had to stop half way up the little hill to cope. It
made me determined.
This is now a way for me to try to blog again. Determination.
For you - I have aphasia, which is a really frustrating
thing for writing, reading, speaking…and for anyone who does NOT have it - no,
you cannot EVER understand what it feels like. And I wouldn’t wish it on
anyone. Ever. A subarachnoid haemorrhage / brain aneurysm and a small stroke 4
days later made me slightly pissed off.
Aphasia is one of those things that happens when you brain
gets damaged. In different ways. And everyone is different afterwards.
I am going to push this up while I am trying to find some
money for our brilliant Force. I will be [hopefully!] cycling the Nello in
June. In the meantime, I am going to try to explain what happened to me in 2014.
And to explain that having cancer help me to have a brain injury. A little mad do
you think? Hmm.
It could all rather interesting - or it may be a tad boring…if
the words are ridiculously pointless [to you] and they are not able to be
understood; run away. Do not look back.
Aphasia makes your speech different - if you CAN speak. And
the brain gets damaged, which means your entire core changes. Hello friends -
the ones that are still here.
If it is even interesting at all, have a read - I shall be
trundling out more of my Dramatic Life for the blog. And for the people who are remotely
interested.
Boom boom - see how I go! 💪🦸♀️
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