They call it scanxiety on the US forums for lung cancer. They know all the jargon, chemo protocols and rad regimes. In the UK, we are knocked-down by the diagnosis, dragged along by the gruelling treatment, then 18 weeks later we are told it all rests on the FINAL CT SCAN.
My Mom is 66. She was diagnosed just before Christmas 2010 with small cell lung cancer with liver metastases. At the time of her diagnosis she was on holiday in Australia visiting my brother, and we were in the grip of the winter snow storms. Within 10 days of her diagnosis, she was home, hooked up to the chemo drugs and all our plans for a quiet Christmas thrown into disarray - but that's another story.
For now, I want to start this blog to document how we are all living with Mom's cancer and perhaps hook up with others who are going through the same journey as we are.
Wish us luck....