A ripe old age.

It is 6 and a half years since I was diagnosed with breast cancer and I am truly grateful to still be here. Although I try my best to stay positive, ofcourse I have times when I get frightened and worried that it will, or has, returned. If I become ill I have been known to worry that it is back even though common sense tells me it is just a chest infection or a headache, especially if the illness lingers you do start to worry and fret. When I found lumps in my neck I was, quite frankly, petrified. I had met a woman in treatment when I was at hospital having my herceptin one day who had been diagnosed with terminal breast cancer and was being given drugs to prolong her life. I made the mistake of asking how she found out and she told me she found a lump in her neck. I have already had one lump removed which was, thankfully, a benign reactive lymph node and I have found a few more which I have had scanned and which I was told were the same thing. I can`t help thinking, however, that one day it actually will be malignant. I try my best to put it to the back of my mind and get on with my life, after all what is the point of worrying it won`t keep it at bay but on the other hand a positive attitude may help. I expect most people who have been through cancer have similar thoughts to my own and I just have to keep telling myself I will get through this and live to a ripe old age.