Hi. Thanks for taking the time to visit my JustGiving page. Ive decided to take part in the dryathalon due to being diagnosed with skin cancer in November. I had a dodgy looking mole after going to Benidorm in September and burning in the sun. I didn't think it was cancerous but I just wanted it looking at by a professional To make sure. I had it shaved off and a week later went for my results. This was the 3rd mole I've had removed! So I wasn't thinking cancer! I arrived for my appointment but I was in a rush as I had to be at work in the next half hour. Good morning Jane how are you? The consultant asked. I'm good but I'm in a rush so can you be quick. Was it ok!? I said. The consultant told me to take a seat. Then I saw a big C on my notes. Nahhhh that can't mean cancer....can it? Jane you have skin cancer said the consultant! The next second later I wanted to cry and the world swallow me up. I immediately thought about my babies at home. How the fuck will they cope without a mummy? How will stu cope? Money, house my job...everything went through my head in a matter of seconds. Am I gonna die? In the meantime the consultant is chatting away, I've not heard a word he's saying. He's wrote me a shit load of stuff down that I need to look at on the internet about the cancer I have. I ask him to repeat everything he's just said. Don't cry jane don't cry. That's what I kept telling myself. He asked if I had any idea of a plastic surgeon I could see. Yes I do Actually. One at the Alexandra hospital in cheadle. A good friend of mine works for him. It so happened the consultant was friends with him. And that was that! I was told to contact him and make an appointment as soon as possible to see him. As he shook my hand he was telling me to stay out the sun, wear factor 50 at all times, and if I go in water wear a special skin to prevent the sun getting through the factor. I remembered that bit. Are you ok jane? He asked. Yes of course. THANKYOU for all your help is what I said! What I really wanted to say was...am I fuck alright. You've just told me I have the dreaded C word. I haven't listened to anything else am I fuck alright! 

I sat in my car and text stu the news. Then my best friend julie rang me, and I burst into tears! I still didn't know if this shit was gonna kill me. I knew it had changed my life but would it kill me? I cried ALL that day On and off and re evaluated my life in a matter of hours.  I will never take life for granted again. And I'm thankful for what I have. 

I'm under a consultant now at the alex hospital. I was offered lots of different alternative treatments including radiotherapy, but I've opted for surgery. What's another scar to the loads I already have. 

I'm in hospital again on the 7th and operation on the 13th. I'll keep you posted. But thanks again for your support.  Of all months to do a dry month, January will be hard! 

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