Isn't that interesting - I didn't get a lot of support from McMillan. It was always a case of 'you wouldn't believe what we see in here, etc.,' but moral support was somewhat lacking. As you say, breast cancer gets all the support (?) it could wish for - as a chum of mine once said, it is one of the sex orientated cancers. But one of the girls in the Radiotherapy centre, said that breast cancer, provided it has been caught early enough, is about the easiest to cure as it hasn't yet entered the body cavity.
I am about to start chasing Speech Therapy to see what they think they are doing. A friend's daughter is a Speech Therapist and has been working at a school where the children are speech handicapped. She is just starting out as a freelance on £70 an hour - and there seems to be plenty of work out there. She will still specialise in children but a chum of hers does adults. At £70 an hour I think that the NHS will have to do.
As you say, with breast cancer one is not permanently having to apologise, whereas I apologise before I even start a conversation in order to convince people that I am not permanently drunk. Then one is offered something helpful to 'ingest' - 'honey is very soothing, that'll do the trick!' That is the worst thing. Hideously painful. Oh, what about yoghurt? Forget it. Don't even bother to take me out anywhere. I'll go, but then I will play gooseberry. Have to.
Surely you can cover your head without going to the lengths of changing religion. I am to be found wearing full sheepskin headband in mid April and sheepskin ear muffs in May - all because of the stabbing in the right ear - why it should be in the right, when all the problems were on the left, I will never know.
Life's a bitch - then it has puppies.