When I was diagnosed with breast cancer over 4 years ago, at the age of 31, I suddenly became aware of my own mortality, the possibility of being diagnosed with secondary breast cancer hovered over my head like a black cloud. Being part of an elite club, young women, who were diagnosed with breast cancer, I know a number of kick ass girls that have had this secondary diagnosis…and have died- but somehow this always was people that I had not met personally, even though they were friends of friends…and it never really felt real.
Last Sunday, I woke up to the news that one of the amazing Boobettes, had been admitted into hospice, as her treatment for secondary breast cancer was no longer working…Alex was diagnosed after me, and I remember having a Twitter conversation with her, sharing our thoughts on the fear of reucurence and secondaries. Both of us were diagnosed with the same kind of breast cancer, Hormone positive, Her2 negative breast cancer, mine was slightly larger, her’s had affected 3 lymph nodes, mine 2. Both of us had Grade 3, i.e. fast growing breast cancer…Both of us had never really checked our boobs, and both of us had been misdiagnosed initially, because of our age. Now- I am sat here at the Hilton in Chad, she is in a hospice now…how is that fair?????
I am pissed of with the world at the moment, pissed of that this amazing young women is going to be taken away from the world so soon!
I finally got meet Alex this year at the CoppaFeel! thank you party in March, and she was so full of life, she lit up the room with her amazing smile and her zest for life! She epitomised the girl that was living with cancer, rather than fighting it, enjoying every moment, making sure to savour life to the maximum! Being friends with her on Facebook and Twitter, I never heard her grumble about her situation. Over the last couple of years, instead on dwelling on how unfair the situation was, she was heavily involved with various charities, trying to raise awareness of breast cancer, in order to ensure that others would not have to go through the same thing as her. Instead of having cancer define her life, she defined it herself!
Sunday morning I woke up, looked at my Facebook feed, and started to cry…cancer is a bastard…and I hate what it is doing to my friends!
Alex, you are a shining star, you are the girl that reminds me to live every moment, to find the beauty in the small things, and I am sending you all the love in the world!
To all my friends, please check your boobs, because knowing them could save your your life!