I totally freaked out last week. I was at the doctor's and it happened to be exactly twelve months since my diagnosis. When I mentioned this to him he said "Things were looking pretty grim for you this time last year, we weren't sure whether it would be your last Christmas..." Well, I was stunned. He had been telling me all these positive stories about other patients who had survived 20 years, 30 years and so on, and I had pinned my hopes onto these stories, believing that I would be fine once I had some treatment. My head's still spinning to think that he had actually thought I was so much sicker than he had ever let on. Thank goodness that I didn't know this before now or I don't know how I would ever have come this far. There certainly is a lot to the power of positive thinking
