My story:

I am your average 25 year old girl, 2 young children (a step daughter and a son), I have a good job, i dont smoke or drink- ever. A gorgeous husband to be. We had plans, like every couple to get married because he is my world, to bare his child we have been trying for 2 years now. To live life to the full because life is to short right?

The post came saturday like everyother, i had a hospital appointment an ultrasound in hospital for that same Tuesday, short notice but i thought its how the system works.. Tuesday at 10am came and i had a call from the receptionist 'please can you come to the clinic straight from your ultrasound, your consultant is away on long holiday so a new consultant is taking some of his patients and would like to meet you', in my next breathe i rang my mum and told her about the phone call, she decided that i wasnt going alone, she was leaving work to meet me at hospital.

I felt fine my ultrasound although running an hour behind, gel everywhere and it was cold, i felt fine- the radiologist didnt say much to me. Which was ok i was happy to sit quietly and answer the odd question or two.

We went over to the clinic, yet another wait, eventually called in i was met by an excentric looking character, dicky bow, slim, shirt tucked in an older looking man. He said nice to meet you asked how my ultrasound went and if they needed to pass on any information - which they never.

He said 'There is no easy way of saying this, you have cancer'

I looked at my mum and then realised what had actually been said, my life just flashed before me, all i wanted to do was run home to my children a and give them the biggest hug.

The consultant then spent what felt like an eternity explaining treatment plans and operations and blood tests, not going to lie i gazed into nothingness the whole time.

I had to tell my family, i told my biological dad first he was abroad, he broke down. And so did everyone else that me and my mum told (i only old my dad and partner).

Ive broken my whole family with 3 words 'i have cancer', they all had holidays booked payed for and already on. I feel so much guilt that I have put them through so much pain and distress.

My journey is just beginning, i feel numb, it hasn't sunk in yet, im spending my days so far in a daze. Asking how everyone else is worried that everyone else is hurting, not sleeping and getting upset.

Just needed an escape xx

UPDATE: Thank you for all your support and kind words. Ive had my operation to remove the cancer and surrounding areas, on bed rest but slowly recovering, long road ahead but im past the 1st hurdle. Bec (UK)