She has validated my Virtual rage room which is a vital part of coping with the dreadful ups and downs of cancer treatment. Being a grumpy survivor is allowed.
Thank you so much for this idea Top; the whole smiling gratefully cancer aesthetic is something I've struggled with despite genuinely feeling that way most of the summer. A virtual rage room sounds extremely healthy.
My other battle, but probably one I bring from elsewhere is shame. (I've been talking to the amazing macmillian counsellor a lot about this but it's still pops up where I Lear expect it.)
I had my CT scan yesterday and I've been having issues with circulation since I came off hrt and started tamoxifen (thyroid check Monday.) my arms started loosing circulation, tingling and shaking (I think the cold didn't help) and they had to abort and pack me off for a mould.
I felt a total abject failure. These lovely people trying to cure me and protect my heart (it's left) and I just couldn't lie still.
the merry mould room people cheered me tremendously and reassured me they do it a lot. I could just feel the stress and regret making a few light hearted banter comments about all the art materials I was taken by (art is my background, loved the wire and mould room!)
Anyway, the mould was brilliant. Breathing was good. And all done. Just my mindset to work on. I hate being a problem. I'm extremely worried about the radiotherapy and my heart.