Mary Canavan ONE MORNING IN early January last year, whilst getting ready for work, I felt a very obvious lump in my breast.
The only word that comes slightly close to capturing how I felt is terror. I was told that I would need immediate surgery, followed by 6 months of chemotherapy. Slowly, as those first few weeks passed though, my baby became a source of strength. If my body was capable of growing another life, then it was capable of getting through this treatment. With each passing round of chemo, my baby was scanned and each week he grew bigger and stronger.
Because once I was told I had cancer, a little piece of myself died. I couldn’t look at my life, my relationships, my goals the same way anymore.
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