The next day, no, the third day, I was going for the blood test. My husband and my daughter were both with me.

We were just walking along talking and I said’ “Don’t tell Dad and everyone yet. “Slowly, gradually, they’ll find out. You see they only worry.” And then when I was waiting in the hospital waiting room for my blood test I saw my father there, sitting in the hospital.

He was there for the diabetic clinic, it’s just beside, and he was sitting there. And when I saw him sitting there, oh I just felt like crying my heart out, crying out loud.

But I made myself control myself, and I kind of managed to say hello to my dad but I couldn’t look at him.You see, I knew that if I saw his face I’d start crying.

And then I went in to have my blood test. And when I went in I said to my husband’ “Tell him just a bit but don’t tell him in front of me.”

But whenever I used to go for chemotherapy, I became such that even now when I think of that medication I start feeling sick. Even now.

And when I used to go for chemotherapy, even when I entered the room, I felt as if I would vomit.

And when I, oh the nurse was really good and she, as soon as she had put the drip in she would put a bowl beside me straight away. Shed know every time that I would be feeling sick.