My personal relationship with mental health conditions was the main factor in why I immediately sought (and continue to seek) information regarding mental health support for cancer patients. Not only was I worried about my own mental health, and the mental health of my loved ones, but on top of that I was wracked with guilt.
The PET-CT Scan (AKA When I Offered to Bite My Nurse)
Today I faced a major fear of mine (having a cannula inserted), offered to bite a nurse, and experienced some kickass cool technology thanks to the NHS.
#MightBeCancer?
But what to do with my preliminary diagnosis? Do I turn to the internet with my as-yet-unconfirmed worries and risk making a drama out of nothing? Do I force my parents' hands into telling our wider family by making my fears public?
Goodbye to Normal
"Can you come in for an emergency appointment today, and is there anyone you can bring with you?"
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