Finding out the diagnosis...

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For me, one of the most stressful parts throughout the whole period, mentally, was the wait to establish the right diagnosis and treatment.

For a few months I was going from one doctor to another, doing different diagnostics, blood tests and speaking to various people who had different opinions. In the meantime my symptoms were getting worse, and I was stressing a lot about the amount of unknowns that were by far outweighing the knowns. It felt like I am loosing the ground under my feet and that everything is taking forever.

What was helping me at the time is the ability to share my concerns with my husband and family, discussing my thoughts, emotions and fears. Talking through everything with someone helped me to calm down a little and act as rationally as possible. If you are going through something similar please do not close yourself off from people, share with the people you love and let yourself be vulnerable.

Once I found out the diagnosis (which was stage 4 non-Hodgkins lymphoma), I couldn’t believe it. And I now understand that at that time grieving process kicked in and found myself in denial.