You just dont expect it to happen to someone who’s 30 years old, and life was really good at the time. We were really happy and then cancer came in like a sledgehammer and ruined everything.
My Macmillan nurse Vikki stopped me from spiralling into despair. She caught me before I got there.
Vikki took me off into a separate room and explained she was a Macmillan nurse and what she did, and that she'd be around. That was really nice, to have a nurse of my own who I could ring and ask questions. I was reassured there was somebody there.
Even when I was told my cancer was incurable, Vikki was still saying 'it's fine, we can manage this, there are still so many things we can do to make you feel better'. Having them there makes a massive difference.
On one occasion she came in on her day off to pick something up and saw me in the waiting room waiting to have an examination, which she knew I absolutely hated. So she sat there and waited with me. I thought that was so lovely – there's not many people who would do that.
I felt like she was a friend rather than a nurse. I couldn't have got through it without her, I really couldn't. She was brilliant.
The day I was told I'd need to have a hysterectomy was a horrible, horrible day. But it was made better by having Vikki there – she had a bit of compassion, an understanding for how I felt.
You need to get on with your life and enjoy it. I might have had really bad news, but tomorrow I could walk into town and get run over – you just don't know what's around the corner. So be positive and appreciate what you've got.