My diagnosis

Where it all started April 14th 2018,
Grand National day we were going to Leeds with friends for the day, that morning I woke up with an awful cough which made my chest rattle but soon passed as the day went on, all day in Leeds I was shivering, I felt sick and really uncomfortable, however this seemed to pass and I felt back to my normal self. A few weeks later I began again with a terrible dry cough and also abnormal itching all over my body, I couldn’t stop I was like a dog with flees it was horrible I would itch that hard id make myself bleed, a week of this and I couldn’t cope so I booked a doctors appointment, they asked if id had a chest x-ray which I replied no and also no to blood test to which the doctor replied, ‘I think its asthma’, can you just develop asthma like that? I also told the doctor about my itching which he firstly put down to my hair follicles and then proceeded to say it was my hay fever so prescribed me a strong antihistamine (which by the way did nothing).

Taking on the doctors advise I took the inhaler for 4 weeks which didn’t seem to improve my breathing at all and the cough seemed to be getting worse. I went back to the doctors this time an appointment with the nurse as my heart rate was through the roof at 140bpm and I needed a Spirometry test to fully diagnose ‘asthma’, I was going paler and paler the nurse kept asking if I was ok to which I replied ‘no I can’t breathe’, I took my salbutamol inhaler which is suppose to improve your peak flow and breathing but in my case it worsened it, this obviously wasn’t normal. However the nurse said she wasn’t concerned and would give me the preventer inhaler to try as there wouldn’t be a tumour blocking my lung and airway ‘due to my age I was too young’ (little did I know at this point the tumour was nicely growing in my lymphatic system) in my chest.

Night sweats! I literally thought I was going through the change my pyjamas and bed sheets would be drenched to the point I had to get changed, I was beginning to get worse to the point I couldn’t move I went off my food and what was noticeable to other people I was losing weight all the common symptoms of  Lymphoma. I rang my mum I was crying I remember saying to her something is terribly wrong with my body I don’t feel right.

The next day we stomped down to the doctors I told them (yet again all my symptoms) to which they replied well your chest is clear and I don’t think its infection (but yet I was going hot and cold, off my food and had fatigue) it all went silent then all of a sudden my mum demanded a chest x-ray. The next day I had the chest x-ray to which they called me to sit down I was all alone this was when the bad news started. All my left lung was compacted with what they thought was infection I was living off my right lung and 1/4 of my left, no wonder I couldn’t breathe. I got put on clarithromycin antibiotics for 14  days, and was told I had been referred for a urgent CT chest. By Monday at 09:30am the phone rang they wanted me in straight away for the CT, my Mum and Dad had just gone on holiday I was hysterically crying all I wanted was my Mum but I knew I had to go for this scan today. After the scan I had to wait 10 minutes as I had the warm dye (which makes you feel like you have weed yourself), they left me longer than 10minutes I started to panic I knew something wasn’t right I worked in this type of profession and know when you are left and the nurses don’t look at you something is wrong. I got taken into a room where the Med Reg spoke to me and said that abnormalities had shown up on my scan and my lymph nodes were swollen, which they believed could be Tuberculosis but until the could diagnose this more test needed to be carried out. The next day I had a bronchoscopy (a camera down my nose into my lung) the samples the took I had to wait 6 weeks to see if tuberculosis grew on the samples they collected. 6 weeks?! I felt shocking. 09:30am again the next day the phone rang it was the worst week of my life this time it was a CT of my abdomen and pelvis as tuberculosis can spread.

I got put on different antibiotics as all the consultants who looked at my scans believed it was a really bad infection ( my scans had been to 5 lung meetings to which they all said infection) I started to feel better which was unusual, as on my chest x-ray the ‘infection’ hadn’t seem to have gone down. The next step was a lung biopsy and I got admitted to hospital as I felt so unwell again, what was suppose to be one day in hospital changed to a week my bloods were all over the place and they wanted me to wait for my results to see what the next step would be. They changed my antibiotics to IV and also some oral I still felt the same this is when I began to panic as I wasn’t getting better. A doctor also came to me over the weekend and proceeded to take cancer bloods ‘just as precaution’ me Connor and my Mum were crying with fear cancer bloods nobody has ever mentioned this to me? As the days went by I began to forget about the bloods as one cancer marker came back normal so I presumed all the rest would however that wasn’t the case. 1st chemo

Friday 20th of July exactly a week since my lung biopsy the results were back, the nurse sister came to me and said would you like your mum with you for the results? Erm yes and why are you asking me this you haven’t asked me every other time the doctors have come to me, I knew something wasn’t right.

‘’You’ve got cancer’’- (Primary Mediastinal Diffuse Large B Cell Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma) I don’t think these are the words you expect/want to hear at the age of 21 or any age for that matter, but that’s exactly what I heard. My whole world came crashing down around me, my legs went to jelly, I felt sick, I was in disbelief. I remember sitting on the hospital bed with the consultant in front of me and my mum to my right everything he was saying wasn’t registering the feeling of heartbreak was taking over my body, this was happening, this was real life. I began to ask myself, why me? Nobody can answer that question because there is no answer to it. The one question I did ask was if I would lose my hair as this for a girl is a big part of my life, the answer was yes and I just remember the pain that went through my body, this was happening and it was happening now, I knew I had a tough journey ahead of me, my biggest fight yet, but the main thing was I could be treated.

I immediately wanted to go home and I could, I wanted just one ‘normal’ weekend just me, Connor and my family before all the appointments and what we had been told became a reality and that’s exactly what we did, we ordered a takeaway, ate at my favourite restaurant and spent quality time together which was so special to me.

Once the weekend was over it didn’t take away the fact that I had cancer and as a family this was a massive weight on our shoulders, we had to deal with this together and came to the realisation it was time to tell close friends and family. How do we even word it? How do we tell those closest to us? I couldn’t tell my close family so I gave that job to my dad I had to figure out how to tell my friends that this was happening and basically my life was going to come to a stand still for quite a few months.

All my friends and family were so understanding I was surrounded by love and support and I was so grateful for that. It made me stronger as a person and have a positive outlook on the situation.


	

13 thoughts on “My diagnosis

  1. So proud of you ashleigh, your an amazing woman and have shown such courage ♥ so glad to hear your already half way through your treatment and your still as bright and beautiful as ever your doing amazing 💪 cancer has definately picked the wrong girl! Xxxx

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  2. Just read your blog swtart, no words like im so sorry cz youve prob heard them all . What a beautiful strong young lady you are and your strength is amazing and an inspiration to others who go through this ❤️ Lots of love my beautiful friend Xx

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  3. Wow Ashleigh such heartfelt and true words. Keep fighting, you can do this! I will follow your blog. Well done for spreading the word x 💞

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  4. You’re such a brave strong lady, you will beat this!!!!
    We haven’t spoken in a while but you can talk to me any time, anywhere.
    “CANCER” isn’t anything to be afraid of, it’s just a word…

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  5. Many thanks for sharing your experiences with us Ashleigh, thinking of you all at this time, lots of love, huggs and kisses John, Andrea, Robert and Charlitre xxXxx

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  6. Hi Ashleigh I was so sorry to read your extraordinary story and hear about your challenging fight. However, your courage, humour and determination shine through as an example of resilience, strength and inspiration. I wish you happiness and good health in the future. xx

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  7. Your situation and diagnosis is very similar to mine! Great blog, sorry you’ve had to go through all of this! Hope you’re feeling somewhat better. Xx

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    1. Hello, I’ve read your blog and it was like I was reading my own. My Mother in law said the same and sent your blog to me to show me how similar it was. I’m so sorry you’ve had to go through it also. If you want to add me on face book, we could mail each other. Be nice to talk to somebody who’s going through the same thing xxx

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