On Thursday 18th November 2010, my whole life changed forever. I am a sixteen year old schoolgirl, whose peers would list boys and spots among their most pressing life worries. I am obsessed by fashion and cared way too much about what others think about me.
I was told I have cancer. Except the words they actually used first were its technical names: 'lymphoblastic lymphoma', which allowed my mind to sink into itself categorically as I tried to comprehend whether this was all some kind of sick joke, totally surreal or my new reality. Sadly, it was the last option.
Words were swimming around my mind: 'tumour', 'cancer'- it was all (it is all) so serious. So sudden. Such a shock.
I broke down, weeping. I still did not understand. And the only thing that really really upset me was that all my hair was going to fall out. I am a teenage girl after all.
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