My family are wonderful but with this second fight against breast cancer I find that they are complacent, they seem to think that its mum, she fought it off last time she will do it again.
In actual fact I am still suffering the wounds of the last war against cancer and I am weaker than I was before.
This battle is more of a skirmish than the attack I was under last time but even so, it has affected me emotionally alot more.
"have you booked my haircut?"
etc..... etc..... etc.......
In actual fact, this time around I am more afraid.
OK, I am "lucky" its not that my "old" and nasty cancer has come back but this is a new and less aggressive one. Thats good news right?? Not to me thats for sure because to me, I am wondering where the little blighter will attack next and when, is it going to become more sneaky in where and when it pops up......yes folks! I feel as though I have a terrorist in my body!