On April 7th 2008 (my son's birthday) I was diagnosed with breast cancer. That lump that appeared from nowhere wasn't a cyst and yeah I was only 32 and breast cancer didn't affect young women, oh how times have changed.
Anyway 2 surgeries, 6 chemo, 25 radiotherapy sessions and almost 10 years of tamoxifen and here I am, still annoying the pants off my husband and kids and Mum.
I fundraised before my diagnosis and I think it helped me deal with my diagnosis. I've have fundraised since but felt this was a good time to mark my Survivorversay. Something so many aren't fortunate enough to have.
I remember signing up for my first Race for Life 6 months after my treatment finished. I went on my own and walked the whole thing. I remember being so nervous and felt like a rabbit in headlights, I'd never done anything so BIG before. A random lady shouted was anyone walking on their own, yeah me. We chatted the whole way round, sorry to that random lady I can't remember your name or your story, I'll put that one down to chemo brain, I've been told it never goes away, explains a lot lol.
Anyway fast forward 10 years and I'm running the 10k, not walking the 5k. I'm doing it for me, for all my BC ladies, for all my friends who have been affected AND in memory of all those who aren't with us anymore. I have too many to mention, which is so wrong.
I know I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for research. I know I received amazing care from my medical team, and continue to do so. I am running to raise a few more pounds for a lot more research to hopefully have a lot more people meeting their 10 year Survivorversay and obviously going well beyond that.
Jees I know how to prattle on don't I?! Any way thanks in advance. Love to you all xo