When I was diagnosed with cancer, I was overcome with the realisation that I might be forced to leave my children, twins Jane and Matt who were in Grade 6.
No matter how hard you try to rationalise the connotations the word cancer brings to mind once diagnosed with this disease the battle lines are firmly drawn in your own mind! There seemed to be this internal battle going on inside my head with one side telling me that I was going to die, while the other side being more positive telling me that this wasn't going to happen.
I remember vividly my husband holding me all night long, talking into the early hours of the morning until exhausted he finally fell asleep. I came to the realisation then that this was a battle that I had to deal with and had to be strong enough to cope with whatever the course was. My one wish was to be around until the kids reached the magical age of 18.