I was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in May 2018. It came from nowhere.
I had palpitations and didn’t feel right all week, so I went to Charing Cross A&E. I was kept in and a couple of days later they found a mass.
We went into the junior doctor’s room and he got a chair for my daughter. I thought ‘that’s strange, why is he getting a chair for her’. Normally you just sit on the bed but he got a chair for her. He said ‘do you want to know the diagnosis for your biopsy?’
That’s when the junior doctor told me I had cancer and then the ball started rolling. I had quite a few stents put into my body so I was in and out of the hospital.
Jane (community nurse at Pembridge) came to visit me and was telling me all about hospice.
When she mentioned the hospice I was a bit dubious at first, because I’m thinking ‘hospice, that is the last place that you want to be’. Then my daughter said: “No, no. Go! Because you can do things there and get to know people as well.”