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Janette is a lady who is, and was, a can-do lady! Nothing stopped her--until it did!This book shows us that no one is immune from cancer affecting their life at some point either to themselves or a friend or relative!Janette takes us on her personal journey, sharing a little of her past and up until 'it' happened to her and then onwards through that journey...If it had not been for her beloved Doberman, Harvey, she absolutely does not believe she would have survived...She wants to shout out loud and tell everyone who will listen!!! Do not ignore any symptoms and if your pet shows an interest in a certain place on your body--get it checked out!She did the Pap tests and the breast cancer scans but still this happened...There are no tests currently that are routine that can tell if there is a possible cancer in the uterus so for this reason, it's often too late...

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Publié par	Austin Macauley Publishers
Date de parution	30 septembre 2020
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781528971980
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	3 Mo

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Cancer: My Dog Saved My Life
Janette Cox
Austin Macauley Publishers
2020-09-30
Cancer: My Dog Saved My Life About the Author Dedication Copyright Information © Acknowledgements Introduction The Early Years Where To? We Had Arrived And the Years Go By Life Moves On Time Moves On On We Go My Little World Completed with ‘Harvey’ Now Back to the Build The Local Council And Life Changed Again… So Very Sadly Back to Work It All Began Then My World Fell Apart And So It Begins The Bomb Dropped I Hate Needles! Chemo! No Guarantees Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow On We Go At Last… Treatment Over! Cancer… Never the Same, Never Going Back, Learning to Deal!
About the Author

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Janette was born in Manchester, UK, and migrated to Australia in 1980. She embraced her new country with her can-do-anything attitude towards life. She is loyal and loving, sharing her life with her family, friends and animals.
Dedication
In memory of my beautiful dog, ‘Harvey’. Without him, I would not be here. Forever in my heart!
Copyright Information ©
Janette Cox (2020)
The right of Janette Cox to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.
Any person who commits any unauthorized act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
Austin Macauley is committed to publishing works of quality and integrity. In this spirit, we are proud to offer this book to our readers; however, the story, the experiences, and the words are the author’s alone.
A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.
ISBN 9781528946889 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781528971980 (ePub e-book)
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First Published (2020)
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Acknowledgements
To my husband, Geoffrey, and daughter, Sarah—my journey would have been so much harder without their love and support.
Introduction
This book is all about me! But it could equally be in some part about you, or someone you love and care for.
And that is why I was driven to write it.
My whole reason behind writing this book is so that I can reach out and help other people, maybe even save a life!
Dramatic yes, it’s meant to be.
Firstly, I have given you background to what my life in short consisted of; growing up, my journey into adulthood and my love for animals and moving far from home. We all have our own paths in life we walk. My life hasn’t been spectacular, I didn’t invent the wheel! I’m just an ordinary lady who has never let anything stop me from achieving whatever goal I have set for myself.
Through the years, I have been very lucky, compared to many I know.
But! However easy or difficult your life’s path has been, you’re never ready for the shock of hearing, your very life is threatened by the dreaded ‘C’.
Read on and you’ll find out, but go slowly, there is much to learn along the way!
Love to you all.
The Early Years
Oh, how I loved summertime, the long school holidays, more time for horse riding and so on.
I remember being in a local park with my friend and I can still go back to that moment even now.
We were lying down on a grass bank looking up at the beautiful blue sky, a plane droned overhead, I said to my friend I wonder where that’s going! (having never been on a plane myself at that time) I’d love to go on a plane to somewhere one day! Never realising how my life would unfold.
I didn’t have brothers or sisters growing up, so friends were very important to me.
My mum was a housewife and my dad worked in the city as a heating engineer architect. My dad was fairly strict in that on a Sunday, I wasn’t allowed to play out and we had to attend a Christian Science Church. When we arrived home, I used to see the other children playing out, but I couldn’t go past our front gates.
This lasted about a year, then they relented and allowed me out to play on a Sunday.
I dreamt of dogs and horses, my room was filled with everything about dogs and horses: books, posters; and I would also draw them. At primary school, I remember children lining up to have my friend and I draw for them.
I wasn’t allowed to have a dog and I so dearly would have loved one. I couldn’t believe my luck, when my friends from across the road both boys, got this beautiful, golden Labrador puppy and called him Jamie. Oh my, I fell in love with him and they didn’t mind sharing him with me. I remember carrying him on a cushion, when he was small, which if you know, labs didn’t last for too long.
I bonded so strongly with him and loved him as though he were mine. As the years went by, the boys didn’t used to walk him as much and I just took to doing this every chance I got, every day.
Jamie used to watch for me coming home from school and I used to run into my own house, change and say, hi Mum, bye Mum, and I was gone until teatime. Thinking back now, it was a much safer time, you left doors unlocked, parents allowed children out to play, and out of sight! I used to happily take ‘Jamie’ to our local woods to run and play with never a thought of anything happening to us, in contrast as my own daughter grew up, I never allowed her to go far from me.
I never forgot the day my little world shifted for the first time. As time went by, I did used to wonder, why I didn’t look much like my parents and when I had asked them, they just brushed it off. Then one day at school, a friend taunted me and said that I didn’t look like my mum and I was adopted. I went home upset and told my mum. I remember being sat down and both Mum and Dad explained that I was indeed adopted.
They told me that I was chosen by them and that my birth mother couldn’t keep me for her own reasons and that she had tried to but couldn’t.
Although it was all told to me kindly and warmly, it still hurt I felt a little ‘on my own’ from then on. I guess, it took a little trust away from me, all of a sudden, my parents weren’t who I thought they were, something changed in me, I was so very lucky to have the wonderful family across the road: who always made me feel at home, not that my parents didn’t, it’s just nothing had changed there. There’s was a perfect little world and I liked it there.
I wasn’t particularly academic, preferring my world to be full of animals and caring not for much else.
My mum tried her hardest to enjoy my hobbies, the horse side anyway, she did get into riding for a while.
I on the other hand, spent nearly every weekend up to my ankles in horse poo and loved it! Riding cleaning tack, grooming, mucking out, I was in my element. My first ever ride was when I was around five years old, as my mum told it, the pony got away from the girl leading me and began to canter towards the stables with me atop the saddle laughing and loving every bit of it.
My mum and dad, paid out loads of money over the years for my obsession, which paid off in the end, as, I was given the wonderful opportunity to do some show jumping and drag hunting, using someone else’s horses. I did end up doing my BHS exams, Horse-Masters and level one instructor’s certificates but, by then, I had left school and worked out that there was no money in working with horses. I had my own horses by this time and that kept me broke, so I decided to get a real job! My parents were very happy with that decision!
Everything seemed easy to me, I found work easily as a receptionist and learnt so much., I worked for International Computers Ltd doing mainly data input I still remember the little, fat-cream computer monitor, with its black screen and green type. How things have changed!
I met a man, who was two years older than myself and lived fairly close to where I lived: he too enjoyed going for walks with ‘Jamie’ who I still walked when I could after work although, by now Jamie was now a little older and a little wider, so I didn’t go so far with him.
I’m not sure how our conversation came about, a conversation which was to change the course of both our lives forever.
I do remember we were in my parent’s lounge room and we discussed getting away, not just for a holiday, but forever emigrating. What an adventure! Where to? Neither of us had ever been on a plane yet alone, stayed away from home for any length of time.
Looking back and writing this, it would have come from me this thought, this idea.
We decided after two years of being together, we would get married and make living overseas a reality! At this point, he was 22 and I was 20, the world awaited. Looking back on this as I write, how incredibly young we were, I had never in my life even worked the washing machine! I never cooked either, it was all crazy really, but that didn’t stop me!

Where To?
Well, this was easy, America, yes! That would be it, we’d go there! My soon to be husband was a bricklayer with his Trade and Clark of Works Certificate. Building was a love he had, and I pictured him building us our first home… Somewhere!
We sat our respective parents down and told them of our plans, they were very surprised, to say the least, but were supportive. We filled in countless forms and first applied to emigrate to the USA.
After weeks passed, we got a notice that they were not looking to intake his trade at that time, I didn’t have a ‘trade’ as such and they didn’t need a data entry clerk or a riding instructor!
Hmm…okay well, Canada maybe, but as we talked this through, it was decided, it would be too hard with the cold winters over there.
So next came, Australia. Wow! This seemed perfect, weather pretty perfect able to work year-round no snow in Sydney.
So, that is where we se