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Hi. I was told by the Gynacalogical Oncologist, on Friday, that I had cervical cancer. He said he didn't usually confirm at the colposcopy appointment but he was so sure he was willing to diagnose and arrange MRI. He took biopsies that day and I had my MRI yesterday.
So at this point, we know its cancer. We don't know what type and we don't know what stage. It might be operable, it might not. I may have to have chemo and radiotherapy. I may not. I might be riddled with it and beyond hope. Probably not.
The hardest bit by far is watching my partner go to hell in a handbasket. He keeps crying. He's waiting on me hand and foot, bless him, which he doesn't have to - and he's trying so hard to be supportive. But he's terrified. And heartbroken. And I hate it, I hate it. I can cope with anything this disease throws at me, I'm going to fight it, but I can't see him sufferring like this because of me. I can't even comfort him because I know nothing - I could get a call in ten minutes telling me I have 6 months to live. Or, more likely, I could get a call saying oops, my mistake, no cancer here! Right now, all I know is the odds are in my favour.
Did anyone else's partners react like this? How can I help him?
17/4/20 GP referral following examination
24/4/20 Colposcopy, biopsies
1/5/20 Told Grade 3 Squamous Cell tumour, stage 2b. Will have chemo and radiotherapy.
7/5/20 PET scan
14/5/20 Consultant appointment. PET scan showed lymph node involvement. Restaged 3c. Tumour is 5.2cm.
21/5/20 Radiotherapy planning appointment
8/6/20 Start chemorads