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06/02/2025

๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐ข๐š๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐‚๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ˆ ๐“๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐Ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ.

๐Ÿ’ฌ "๐‘Š๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘”."

The doctor's voice is calm. Too calm.
I stare at the screen. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ. A small, 1.4 cm shadow at the bottom of my right lung.
My heartbeat pounds in my ears. ๐€ ๐ง๐จ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž. ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง?

I try to listen, but my mind is racing.
Words like ๐‘๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘๐‘ ๐‘ฆ, ๐‘“๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”, ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘๐‘–๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘–๐‘”๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘๐‘ฆ swirl around me.
The room feels smaller. The air, heavier.

๐Ÿ’ญ ๐‘๐‘œ. ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›. ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›โ€™๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›.

Iโ€™m back ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ in time.
Hospitals. Scans. The fear of not knowing whatโ€™s next.
I thought I had left cancer behind. But here it is, finding me again.

The doctor keeps talking, but I donโ€™t hear her.
All I hear is my own thoughts screaming:
๐Ÿ’ฌ โ€œ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘’?โ€
๐Ÿ’ฌ โ€œ๐ธ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ. ๐ป๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”?โ€
๐Ÿ’ฌ โ€œ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘“ ๐ผ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›โ€™๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘ก?โ€

The tests move fast. The results hit harder.
๐‹๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐œ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ. ๐‘๐š๐ซ๐ž. ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐.
The doctors reassure me: "๐‘Š๐‘’โ€™๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘”. ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘–๐‘ก."

I cling to those words. I hold onto ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž.

The surgery happens. I tell myself this is the end of my cancer story.

But ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ฌ.

Nine months later, a persistent cough.
More scans. More waiting. More fear.
And thenโ€” ๐Ž๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”, ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘.

๐’๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐Ÿ’. ๐“๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ. ๐๐จ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž.

๐Ÿ’ก ๐ผ ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ง๐‘’. ๐‘€๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘ . ๐ต๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’, ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’, ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ข๐‘.

I remember everything Iโ€™ve learned about resilience. About purpose.
I take a deep breath. ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง.

And when I do, things start to shift.

๐Ÿ”น I connect with a woman who survived a 200-tumor melanoma and is still thriving.
๐Ÿ”น I get accepted into a clinical trial with an experimental drug designed for my rare cancer mutation.
๐Ÿ”น Despite the odds, Iโ€™m here todayโ€”still standing, still believing in whatโ€™s possible.

๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ฒ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ:
A cancer diagnosis may feel like the end. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž.

๐Ÿ’ฌ ๐ƒ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ข๐š๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž? ๐‹๐ž๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ƒ๐Œ ๐ฆ๐ž.

๐Ÿ“Œ ๐‘€๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฆ: www.thrivingthroughcancer.life

30/01/2025

๐…๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐€๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐‚๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ ๐‰๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฒ? ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.

You're sitting in the waiting room, surrounded by peopleโ€”yet you feel completely alone.
Your cancer diagnosis has turned your world upside down.
In the beginning, friends and family were there, but as time passes, it feels like youโ€™re facing this battle on your own.

๐Ÿ’ญ ๐ท๐‘œ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘–๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ?

Itโ€™s something many experience in their cancer journey.
The world keeps turning while you're caught in a storm of emotions and uncertainty.
Some people donโ€™t know what to say. Others keep their distance because your situation reminds them of their own fears.

But hereโ€™s a truth you need to hear: ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž.

There are people who understand.
Who have walked this road, felt the same exhaustion, the same fear.
Who donโ€™t expect you to be โ€œstrongโ€ all the time.

๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐‚๐š๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ƒ๐จ?

๐Ÿ”น ๐…๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฌ โ€“ A safe space where people get what you're going through.
๐Ÿ”น ๐“๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ โ€“ No judgment, no empty advice, just true understanding.
๐Ÿ”น ๐๐ž ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ โ€“ Sometimes support comes from unexpected places.

I know this feeling all too well.
There were moments in my own cancer journey when I felt completely isolatedโ€”like I was carrying this enormous weight alone.
But I also discovered that connection, even in the smallest ways, made a huge difference.

Thatโ€™s why I want you to know: ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž.

๐Ÿ“Œ ๐‘€๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฆ: www.thrivingthroughcancer.life

09/01/2025

Your diagnosis is part of your journeyโ€”but it doesnโ€™t define who you are.

So often, we unknowingly accept labels placed on us by doctors or other healthcare professionals, such โ€œ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘”๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก,โ€ โ€œ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘’ 3 ๐‘™๐‘ฆ๐‘š๐‘โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘Ž,โ€ or โ€œ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿโ€. Even family and friends may unintentionally use labels like โ€œ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™โ€ or โ€œ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘š,โ€ reinforcing a limited view of who we are.

But you have the power to reclaim your identity and write your own story.

Who do you choose to be in the face of lifeโ€™s challenges?

In ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž ๐ถ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ, we guide you to reconnect with your inner strength and true self, so you can live not defined by fear or labels but by resilience and purpose.

Take a small step today: reflect on this questionโ€” ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘œ ๐‘‘๐‘œ ๐ผ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ?

To connect or learn more, visit www.thrivingthroughcancer.life. Ready to take the next step? Letโ€™s connect!

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