Monday, 21 December 2015
It was on this date five years ago that I'd just had my first dose of chemo for lung cancer and with Christmas just round the corner, I was beginning to feel the effects. I remember sleeping for hours in the chair, dipping in and out of the many films that were showing on the TV as I entered that strange twilight world of cancer treatment. It had snowed heavily two days previously, when I'd spent the day in the chemo suite. Winter was throwing everything it could at me.
And yet here I am five years on - grateful to the NHS, the physician, the oncologist, the surgeon - alive, well, looking forward to another fabulous time with my family. Who'd have thought it possible?
Merry Christmas everyone!
Posted by Granny at 5:57 pm