Post traumatic stress disorder after cancer survival is real!
"Your cured, you should be happy." is the answer I got when I visited my oncologist for a follow up but the nurse had moved up my appointment because I called her in tears and told her I thought something was wrong because I was crying all the time. "I feel like I'm on a sinking ship." I told her. She understood. She had been thru cancer herself years before. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Sure, I had been thru a war, hell and back basically and I had done it all with a smile on my face, taking care of my 3 girls and keeping my eyes on the finish line. But when the finish line came, I wasn't finished. September 9th I had what I thought would be my last surgery. I had braved the path of 5 surgeries, 4 rounds of chemo and then when I thought it was all wrapped up in a nice neat bow, even my "last" surgery had been scheduled for a year to the day of my first surgery. Then 9 days later the hematoma broke loose and hell came with it. I lo