A rock and a hard place - I had no idea what to do or how to cope.
When I was first told I had breast cancer in 2008 I felt the urge to rage like an unhinged tennis player mid match point dispute.
I had gone in to have a cyst removed that was all, how could it be a cancer? They had told me I was being neurotic and was part of the ‘worried well’ how was it possible for the truth to be so different? I felt as if I’d fallen from the top of a very tall building at speed.
Here’s a version of my story from The Breast Cancer Haven website.