Saturday 12 April 2014

One year on

So it is one year since the date of my diagnosis.

I have on the face of it completed the major parts of the treatment that has been recommended for me. I will now attend appointments three monthly.

Many people I see are asking me if I am "well" or "ok" now. I am happy to update people. But I think when it comes down to it, some are hoping I will say the magical words "all clear". They will be disappointed as the term "all clear" only exists in the Daily Mail.

No, I haven't had a scan. Scans can show one thing today and a completely different thing the next week. That applies to any one of us, not just cancer patients. If my Oncologist started mentioning full body scans it would be 50/50 whether I actually consented to it at all. As for going back and getting the results of said scan, hmmm, you've got perhaps a 20% chance of me bothering to do that. You have to let it go. Scans don't mean anything. They are simply a snapshot of one particular day. If the cancer spreads and becomes secondary breast cancer then it really doesn't matter too much how quickly it is detected. I know the papers don't tell you that. 

I may well have a scan one day. Who knows. 

At the moment I feel well. I have hair. I have learnt a few things. And that's enough for me.