After nearly 15 months of physical trauma I feel my body slowly start to heal, and after 5 months of mental trauma, slowly but surely I see the mottled light breaking through and healing my mind.
The torment, the challenge, the hard work will never be over. The process doesn’t work that way. But with the resilient mind and a body that never gives up, I am strong & determined to live a happy, healthy and whole life – not to survive but to ‘thruvive’ cancer. I have been dealing & processing the trauma, working through the fog, day by day for months now and quite frankly, now recognise … how can I say this ? Oh yeah … that I’m fucking awesome!
The strength I keep finding is astounding me. My cup us still spilling over but of course it would. Aside from the obvious, a new career would do that to the average person – or all the losses associated with treatment, over many many years!
Anyway my blog/website is due to expire end of the month, I need to know if you’re interested in me renewing it, up dating it or saying goodbye to it.
Let me know your thoughts
Happy days xx
Published by Debra Mesecke
I was 21 and I was planning a wedding, buying a house and had a job interview for the job of my dreams on my 22nd birthday. You see I was being made redundant and had to find a new job by August. Especially with the new mortgage now. It was April. I worked for CML and my new job was a done deal. All I needed was a medical. And with that, just like that....my life was turned upside down and I was diagnosed with CML, ha ha, I know the irony. My hematologist had a laugh at that too. I had Chronic Myeloid Leukeamia, which was normally reserved for 70 year old men. Quite rare for a young adult to get, so how would they treat it? I underwent two separate trials until finally it was decided my best chance of survival (all be it only 50% chance), would be a MUD BMT (matched unrelated bone marrow transplant), now known as VUD Allograt (volunteer unrelated donor). I was told 21 years ago the chance of finding a match was 1 in 20,000 (and that is everyone was on the bone marrow donor registry). Scary odds. So being the risk taker I am I said "go for it". They found a match and that was my first miracle in this journey. The second miracle was, it worked - new blood type, two different DNA profiles and the miracle of medicine was reborn inside me. The third miracle is my son.
25 years on, I now face a new challenge. Breast Cancer. Certainly not the first person to have cancer, to have invasive ductile cancer, hormone receptive and HER2 +, or to even have a dual diagnosis. But this is not another Webiste about a cancer survivor, this is just my excuse to finally publicly write. Along the way I am hoping I can share some insights I have learnt over the years and at the same time, give you a good belly laugh.
View all posts by Debra Mesecke
4 thoughts on “Then this happened”
If Murray could say “Bugger” I reckon he would. He still looks cute 🙂 I have really enjoyed reading your blog, book and everything in between so would love it if you kept it going. xx
LikeLiked by 1 person
Happy, sad, funny, embarrassing, heartfelt, emotional what ever emotion you are feeling or writing about please keep writing. I look forward to hearing your take on what you have been dealt in life, but also the way you can describe day to day life. Love it & keep writing xx
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Wendy xxx