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Angels under my Bed

My struggle with cancer

Carol Ann Creagh

"THE CHEMO had totally changed my appearance. My weight had ballooned. From being 7st 10, I had become a 9st 10, druginduced puffball, with a potato head, no hair, no eyebrows and worst of all, no eyelashes. My eyes had gone. You can tell a lot about people from their eyes - the windows to the soul. My eyes had been replaced by two black, lifeless, hollow sockets. My face had become a pallid death mask. Yes, the chemo was working."

Carol Ann Creagh was a vivacious forty-four year old with three jobs, six children, a hectic lifestyle and an ever-so-slightly compulsive personality.

On the 16th of March 2002, however, the mad whirl came to a standstill. Carol Ann discovered a lump. It was cancer. Her painful journey towards a new kind of wellness had begun.

Book Details

ISBN 978-1-870132-41-1

Paperback 128 pages

Book Reviews

‘Written with such honesty, humility and humour that it touches a universal nerve’ Belfast Telegraph

‘A book aimed at "Taking the fear out of cancer"’ Irish Independent

‘A vivid, personal, and highly moving account of the impact of being diagnosed with a life-threatening illness’ Belfast News Letter

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