"we are talking about cancer"

I went in to the City Hospital with my mother to meet a very nice lady who said “I’m someone who talked to people about cancer...and we are talking about cancer.” She explained that they’d been unsure which of 2 types of cancer it was, had it been the one they originally thought, she was ready to tell me to write a will and that I had 3 months to live. However, she said, it wasn’t that one and the one it was wasn’t so bad. (its a weird feeling listening intently but just hearing words, my mum was taking notes as I knew I wasn’t retaining any of this) In fact, it was Diffuse Large B cell Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma which is not only treatable but curable. The difference being that ‘treatable’ puts you in remission where they monitor you forever as it may return. ‘Curable’ means it’s gone completely like it had never been there. She went to get some literature on the subject and I joked to my mum about how bad something has to be for the sweetener to be that that it’s not as bad as 3 months to live!

We then went on to meet my Lymphoma consultant, Dr Bishton who arranged pet/ct scan for other occurrences of lymphoma and a biopsy of my bone marrow which would tell them more about how strong I was at producing white blood cells and thus the strength of my immune system.

What Dr. Bishton didn't tell me then was that (according to Dr McMillan who I met later) the chemo is more effective when the rounds are closer together at the beginning and that it matters less in the later rounds.