I learned today that a friend of an acquaintance is going in for the same surgery I had on Friday.
Apparently, rather than focus on the words Small and Treatable, she is worrying about it but afraid to talk to anyone about her fears, especially her family and friends.
Years ago, the very word Cancer was terrifying, instilling fear and negativity into those diagnosed. They saw it as an automatic death sentence, treatments almost as horrendous as the disease.
I had my suspicions as soon as Hubby found Humphrey. Those weeks of waiting for consultant appointments, biopsy results and surgery were probably the longest of my life.
Yes, I was afraid, having lost my best friend, two aunts and a cousin to it.
But these days the story is so different, and I encourage anyone going through it to talk about it. I did through my blog and a few selected friends, and the support has been overwhelming.
Medicine has come a long way in cancer awareness and treatments, and although I don’t know what else is lined up in my case yet, I know I am not alone in this.
My reasons for not telling my Mum were to protect her from latching on to the C word and fretting over it. I have told her I’ve had an operation, but not gone into any details. Whether she has mentioned it to my sister, I don’t know. I haven’t heard anything from either of them (which isn’t unusual), so I doubt it, but I’m not worried as I’m surrounded by positivity here .
It’s surprising how many people have suffered cancer in one form or another with positive results and full recovery.
As an example: I bumped into one of the residents in the supermarket the other day who reached out to hug me. I turned sideways and said ‘not my right side’, adding I’d had a lumpectomy for breast cancer.
‘Oh I had one of those years ago!’ she said. ‘Bloody hurt when they put the wire in, I bet.’
It was just so matter of fact, as if we were discussing carrots and cauliflowers. She has one of the bubbliest personalities I have ever come across, and comparing notes sotospeak was one helluva therapy session.
Small. Treatable. Curable.
PMA. Positive Mental Attitude.
I shall be thinking of this lady on Friday. She is not alone.