Striving With Fear In Breast Cancer

And the rain fell hard. Like the tears that washed my face while we were driving, the day after New Year’s Day of 2013, to the John Radcliffe Hospital where I was due to check my lump. Arguments had decided that my partner and I were taking a break, yet the caring and loving person that he is to this day, he came to the appointment.Numerous tests, and yes, suddenly I had no tears to protect me from the cancerous news. Three grade 2 invasive tumours, not one, and 9cm of invasive grade 3 DCI