My Nan was diagnosed with Breast cancer in February 2000. This is a day I will never forget. My nan worked for Enfield Council as a Care worker and had been there for 27 Years but when she reached 65 she wanted to carry on working so had to go for a full medical. She made the routine appointment and we all thought nothing of it. The days arrived and my nan went to Doctors without any worry. This is when they introduced breast examinations as part of the standard medical. Unfortunately the Doctor found a lump in my Nan's breast. She left the doctors feeling a little numb and confused but carried on home, she said to my mum everything was ok, but I remember her being a little strange and quiet. Later on that evening my nan went upstairs to my mum and I remember hearing my mum crying. When I went to see what was wrong my Nan said that the doctor told her she had breast cancer but to this day I remember how strong she was and told me and mum not to worry as she wasn't going anywhere and would fight this every step of the way. My nan has always been a trooper but this frightened the hell out of me and my mum. My nan had to wait a few days for a hospital appointment but the appointment arrived as always my mum was at my nan's side they were there all day. I had just started a new job after being made redundant and I can remember feeling sick with nerves but Nan as always reassured me that everything was going to be ok. The results came back that afternoon and it was not good news my Nan had Breast Cancer and within a week she was in hospital having to have a masectomy done. My Nan was so strong and adamant that if taking her breast off would cure her then that's what's being done, I think me and mum cried so much we had no more tears left and nan would be the one comforting us. Seems so wrong as I sit here writing this . I believe that my Nan put every bit of strength into fighting the cancer for me and mum she always put us first. The day my Nan was taking into hospital was a big shock to me as she was always so healthy and never ill. She never cried a tear bless her me on the other hand was a blubbering wreck but me and mum was by her side every step of the way and i have never been so relieved to see my nans smiling face when she came up from the operating theatre and I remember her saying told you I wasn't going anywhere, now does my hair look ok..... My nan recovered well from the operation but my did she hate not being able to do things at home and would watch us like a hawk when hoovering or polishing to make sure we didnt miss anything. Nan had to have five weeks of radiotherapy and just took it on the chin her attitude was if it stops it coming back there is no point in moaning about it. My mum used to take my nan everyday to North Middlesex for her treatment but the weirdest thing happened they explained to her that she may experience some side effects like sickness, tiredness etc, but nan never suffered from any of these but my mum did. The nurses used to laugh and say which one of you is having the treatment. Luckily for my Nan she fought the cancer all the way and got the all clear a long 5 years after being diagnosed and I am thankful we had her all those years after this as we could of lost her like so many people do.