@Tatare Much love to you and anyone on here who has either had cancer or lost a loved one to it. It really is shit.
Am fortunate that I caught it relatively quickly, unlike my mother. She died within six months of diagnosis at 50, which I'll be in a few years time. Am not quite out of the woods yet. Tbh, I don't think I'll breathe easily until I reach 52.
I try not to think about the negatives, stats, recurrence, if I do, I'll never stop. All the way through this, have only allowed myself to think at the matter in hand. (Cancer diagnosis and treatment is concrete anyway, things are constantly shifting and changing as a result). Instead, I concentrate on positives, be it clear margins and an opportunity to reinvent myself. Not only has it changed my mindset, it has also given me an opportunity to buy new clothes! Ergo, have embraced the changes forced on my body, particularly my new super chic very flat chest. No reconstruction for me. It's a whole new world of super deep v-neck tops and open blouses. My scars are beautifully neat, so have no issue showing them off!
Apologies for the mini-essay 😬