Cancer & Me

The Big C.

When People Don’t Know What to say

Its a hard task being faced with Cancer at 20. By way of an introduction to adult life, I would say there are probably easier rights of passage, but they were the cards I had dealt. It wouldn’t be true to say I haven’t felt a million emotions since, but fundamentally, being diagnosed so young has made me who I am. I was at the awkward age where I was no longer a child, but a really wet lettuce of an adult. Cancer changes that. Adrenalin helps. Fight or Flight. By nature I would probably be classed as away with the fairies and definitely flighty. But in the face of cancer, I kinda had no choice. Its a less than ideal conversation starter though. “Hi, My Names Helen and I have cancer” doesn’t exactly roll of the tongue.

As I hope you know by now, I don’t take life all that seriously. There are too many times when you have to. Cancer is who I am, but it doesn’t define me. It makes me a better person, a kinder mother, a happier wife (some days) and gives me an overall sense of a life that’s worth living. Even if its a life filled with drugs, CFS, insomnia, inexplicable anger issues and hormones that have no clue how to behave themselves. But… despite all of this…I am alive. Beat that!

If you need any support, please feel free to email me or contact the amazing folk at Macmillan or Cancer Research UK who offer advice

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