32, breast cancer

Having breast cancer was an extraordinary experience - not good but not all bad either. It changed everything, my mind as well as my body. I have one breast, hair that's never been the same since it grew back and I'm still eight kilos heavier than before the chemo. But I've also found a sort of new life. I do what I want when I want. I've dropped an annoying habit of doing things to please other people - going to things and doing things I don't want to - and I flick friends who don't live up to the mark. I spend money on travel over mortgages, wine instead of health food and eating out instead of expensive clothes. I know what it's like to be afraid for your life, and how to live it. Mostly though I now have this super-love for my husband. My oncologist told me he is the only husband who comes to every one of our appointments. It was always about us, not about me. He has said and done amazing things through it all and he is the love of my life. I'm really, really happy.