I think being a Patient, Victim, Warrior, Survivor, however you wish to label anyone who has or had cancer is the easier side of the coin so to speak.
We are on the hamster wheel, no option of getting off, or taking a breather, our lives revolve around, tests, procedures, appointments, consultants opinions or decisions and lap of the gods.
The support team however, are in my opinion the ones with the raw deal, the wives, husbands, daughters, sons, mothers, fathers and friends, all who have to witness this car crash happening, its almost like being strapped to a chair and being forced to watch the horror film play out, and not even able to shut your eyes!
I cannot imagine what it is like from the other side of the fence, so I cannot begin to feel or put myself in their shoes.
So I asked my nearest and dearest and anyone else willing to participate, if they would be prepared to put themselves out there, each write a piece that would provide an insight into how knowing/living with someone on the cancer journey has affected them, hopefully this may be relatable to so many and allow some to feel normal and not alone.
Over the next few weeks instead of me, the words will be coming from others,
my husband stepped forward to be the first one to open up, and I cannot thank all of them enough for being prepared to be exposed in such a vulnerable manner.
So tomorrow its over to Steve… Perspective #1 The Husband