Hello,
My wonderful husband died from secondary cancer on April 30th. We have been married for 43 years.
Whilst I was nursing him I didn't have the energy to think about my dreadfully swollen arm but I accidentally caught sight of it today in short sleeves after I'd been trying to do some gardening. It has got bigger and that means huge.
I feel very very upset about it even though I've lived with the wretched condition for nearly 14 years after BC.
I'm under the care of St George's and Proff M has put together a fourth bid for me to have Liposuction. All other treatments have failed because my lymph is very fatty due to Lipoedema.
The bid, this time, is based upon the damage all this extra weight has caused to my spine leaving me physically useless.
I really really need the surgery but I'm frightened how I'd cope afterwards now I'm on my own and I'm frightened as to what will happen to me if I don't have the surgery.
Feeling very sorry for myself.