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I kid you not – my lovely Medical Oncologist said to me today ‘I guess Kate, it’s a case of no news is good news’.
In a flash, I was reminded of how different my circumstances are right now, compared to just a few short years ago in the News Room.
(Not exactly ‘newsworthy’ – but a fun little yarn & photo opp. anyway!)
His comment came in a discussion about how I explain to others, my cancer status from here.
Basically;
- The tumour is gone (thanks to Dr D’s surgeries),
- My system’s been hammered to get rid of any other cancer cells (thanks to chemotherapy – fried from the inside, out),
- And the area local to the tumour – which equates to about half my chest/torso, is about to be targeted with super-strong x-rays to zap any cancer cells which may like to spring up in the problem zone (Radiotherapy – fried from the outside, in!)
Years ago – the ‘C’ word used to mean cancer and many were scared to use it. We often forget the other ‘C’ word which is used very carefully in any medical consultation. Bless Dr D for his efforts to cure me this time and first time around. I understand, as he said ‘shitty things happen to nice people’. I’m not going to ask for any declarations of cure from anyone. That is grossly unfair.
I hope you all understand too.
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