Introduction

When I was 32 I was diagnosed with breast cancer.

I say 32 as if that was years ago. It wasn’t – it was 2 months ago, but somehow 32 sounds more shockingly young than 33 to me. It’s not something I ever wanted to have, but now I’m having to deal with it I may as well get on with it with a smile on my face. After all, the main person who will be affected by my own negativity is me. So I’ve found it, I’ve had it removed and now I’ll crack on with making sure it ain’t coming back.