Kibbins
12-12-15, 18:59
Title is really a picture of my life.
My life was great until aged 9 when my grandmother who brought me up died of cancer in a week. I was then left to my very young parents, things did not go well.
My first experience of HA was at 15 when I was convinced after watching a TV show I had breast cancer, I did find lumps, this fear dogged me for years until at 18 I went the doctors who said I was fine, then again at 21 when I had fine needle biopsy, all clear.
I then had miscarriages and lousy births, but I always trusted doctors.
Then I had a ectopic, that a doctor missed 4 times, despite me telling her I had one, I went private and would have been dead if I had not.
My son got very ill, and that just capped it off. I go through periods of terror and periods of no fear. My HA is usually a response to another stress trigger, not associated with health.
I have all body pains, a lot, fatigue.
My main worry is the big 'c' and a slow painful death. Not actually death itself, rather the getting there.
HA is a part of me that waxes and wanes, manly due to very intense and brutal experiences, but it does not define me.
Many thanks.:shades:
My life was great until aged 9 when my grandmother who brought me up died of cancer in a week. I was then left to my very young parents, things did not go well.
My first experience of HA was at 15 when I was convinced after watching a TV show I had breast cancer, I did find lumps, this fear dogged me for years until at 18 I went the doctors who said I was fine, then again at 21 when I had fine needle biopsy, all clear.
I then had miscarriages and lousy births, but I always trusted doctors.
Then I had a ectopic, that a doctor missed 4 times, despite me telling her I had one, I went private and would have been dead if I had not.
My son got very ill, and that just capped it off. I go through periods of terror and periods of no fear. My HA is usually a response to another stress trigger, not associated with health.
I have all body pains, a lot, fatigue.
My main worry is the big 'c' and a slow painful death. Not actually death itself, rather the getting there.
HA is a part of me that waxes and wanes, manly due to very intense and brutal experiences, but it does not define me.
Many thanks.:shades: