My best friend was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma at 29 when she was pregnant with her second child.
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She was asked if she wanted to undergo chemotherapy whilst pregnant but decided against it until after her son was born. Her s**t of a husband decided he was going to leave her for another woman whilst she was pregnant, even though he knew her diagnosis
For the last fifteen years she has had chemotherapy and then it's gone into remission, then returned, more chemo and then into remission. With the last dose of chemo, she thought she was going to die it was so bad.
We were born in the next bed to each other in hospital and lived round the corner from each other and grew up together but we are so different in temperament - she's the feisty one
She has had stem cell treatment but it wasn't successful and she cannot face any more chemo.
The cancer is now terminal but she won't tell me how long they have given her.
This time last year, she was in a wheelchair but she has since discovered Spiritual Healing and the difference in her is dramatic. I just feel that every moment with her is precious now, even though we keep in touch, she lives miles away, I just can't get over the difference in her since the last time we met up.
Last week she did a midnight walk in aid of Cancer Research and she actually walked nine miles - even I can't do that
I'm so proud of her though - I don't know if I could be that tough
I really hope I don't meet up with her ex-husband though - I've not seen him since they split and I really don't know what I'd do