Story
On 2nd September last year I, Rose, was unexpectedly diagnosed with Grade 2 Stage 4 Follicular Lymphoma, a form of blood cancer, aged 53. My world fell apart. A week later my much loved mum suddenly died and my world fell apart for a 2nd time. 3 weeks after that I started chemotherapy and immunotherapy and at times I was the sickest I have ever been. When I saw my consultant for the first time I asked if I would lose my hair, not that I really cared to be honest, and she said "No" as it was a different kind of chemo. I replied in a surprised and disappointed manner explaining I had been practising wearing beannie hats but I'm not sure she found this funny! Unfortunately there seems to be no rhyme or reason to getting Follicular Lymphoma, I'm just unlucky! However, I do consider myself lucky because it is slow growing, I have responded very well to treatment and they expect to get a good few years out of me yet! Just as well because I have a 12 year old son who I intend to see grow into a fine young man and beyond. Throughout my treatment I have had a lot of support from a lot of special people. One of those is Kelly who is doing the walk with me alongside her 82 year old Nan who has also survived cancer (twice.) Not only is Kelly my crewmate at work, (I'm a paramedic) but more importantly my very dear friend. We have laughed together, we have cried together and we've always been there for each other, but none more so for me than in this past year. Some people are simply not friends, they are family. Lymphoma is the 5th most common cancer and it is my aim to raise as much as possible for Lymphoma Cancer. Please help by donating whatever you can. Every penny counts. Thank you. Love ❤ Rose XXX