Introduction

Hi, I’m Jules,

I’m 51, I have a lovely husband called and 3 children my son is 31 and two daughters, one who’s about to tie 30 and the other who is now 17.
have a small wedding and event planning business which I totally love, but more about that later.

It’s true when people say that yo.u ever know what’s around the corner. I think I life in general we take so much for granted, especially family and friends it’s not until something earth shattering happens you realise that my god is it time to look at your life in a different way.

So there I am blissfully unaware of the bombshell that was about to rock my world.  It was two weeks after my 50th, I’d just celebrated with a surprise party organised by my daughter, lots of old friends and loved ones came up from south of England to make sure it was a memorable night. So I was kind of still on a bit of a high. A few weeks later my life was about to change big time.

I remember getting out the shower one morning and thinking, mmm my left breast looked misshapen,I tried to convince myself it was nothing, maybe I had laid funny, maybe my bra wires had dug in?  The next day I showed my husband and we both though yep, should get it checked out. 

I spent the rest of that day trying to carry on as normal, thinking it cant be too serious, I wasn’t in pain after all!  The following morning I checked again, looking in the mirror, thinking well it’s not a lump but something just was t right about this.I rang the Drs who were fabulous and got me straight in to see someone. The morning came and I felt nervous, but trying to keep on the positive side of things like I do most of the time I tried to be upbeat t about it. I am certain some of you know that mask we all wear at times?.

I was examined, the dr kind of said things such as “ mmm that’s unusual, I am a little concerned”  I’m going to refer you to see a specialist. I asked if I could be seen at York hospital as I had been before for a biopsy on the other breast the year before after they sspotted something on my mammogram - turned out to be calcification.  So I felt perhaps a familiar

place might help with my anxiety and what’s more they had an appointment for the next day! .

I could barely sleep that night, but fortunately the appointment was for earlier rather than later in the day somdidnt have too much time to think about it. So I sat in waiting room thumbing through

magazines not really taking any notice of any of it, then they called me in to see a breast cancer nurse and a surgeon. They took a look had a feel and used words like that’s “mmm” “that’s not right” 

“that’s unusual”  they then Sent me in for biopsies of mymph nodes, mammograms. After a long morning of being prodded and poked around my husband and I were called in and given the news. I could tell by their faces, I could feel that sick feeling in my gut, my whole life was about to change. Thinking back now as I waited in the waiting room I already knew, so I wasn’t really totally surprised.

That day my husband and I walked out of that hospital just totally numb! My poor husband got to the car and just broke down, I’ve never really seen him cry like that.  

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