Today is a very special day for me, it has been 15 years since I awoke in hospital to hear the words “Im sorry Mrs Elliott but the lump was malignant, you have cancer”!
As I sit here on my Balcony in Mexico I am allowing myself what is now a rare reflection back over the journey from Feb 8th 2001 until now.

Those who know me well, know it has been a hard fought 15 years, taking my husband and I places we had not wanted to go. From healthy, fit and active to crippling pain and disablement. I say it took us both because Mark was always there with me, never complaining, always supporting and as I was forced to give up activity after activity, so did he.

Enduring the horrific treatments however awful, was not the worst part of this journey, it was the devastation caused by them that left me in agony, no longer able to live life as I wanted. Continue reading “Celebrating a 15 year Battle” →