I have had tests, injections, biopsies, scans, tablets.
I have been bed ridden.
I have been up, I have been down.
I have been temporarily disabled.
I have been in pain.
But the one thing I truly hate about my illness is the ‘C’ word. For all you single minded people out there, I mean the word Cancer 🙂
This word makes me so emotional. From speaking to the Oncology team at Bupa to walking into the Linda McCartney Centre at The Royal. It is always there. Just the sight of the word sends me over the edge. I know that when I have to attend Clatterbridge for my treatment I will be emotional for the first few days.
I wonder if this is something that a lot of cancer patients struggle with?
The only C word we want is the one on these t-shirts.