I am dithering between wanting “The Big C” to take more of a back seat for me when I go home (except for the lifestyle-related anti-recurrence and anti-boneloss strategies, of course), or starting some sort of support system for young women with young children diagnosed with breast cancer, or any kind of cancer, for that matter, but breast cancer is what I hear about these days.

It seems to affect more and more young women, and even more and more women while they are pregnant. I have mentioned this before, but I find it mind-boggling. They then have the labour induced in week 36 so that they can start chemo as soon as possible (and chemo, by all accounts) is beyond awful, but my thoughts on that is for a future post). A newborn baby, perhaps a toddler at home, and crippling chemo (and of course therefore no breastfeeding). In what was supposed to be the best years of their life.

I simply can’t imagine how they cope and what that does to a young family.

IN PROGRESS