Reflections on Learning and Innovation
  • Home
  • Memoir
  • Teaching
  • Postcards
  • Portfolio
  • About Me

Home

Memoir

Teaching

Postcards

Portfolio

About Me

© 2025 Dr. Yong Hsin Ning. All rights reserved.

LinkedIn
Chapter 2: In a Nutshell

Chapter 2: In a Nutshell

In August 2023, I was diagnosed with cancer in my left breast. It was discovered during a long-overdue checkup. There were no prior symptoms.

The cancer was at a stage where I had the option to remove only the cancerous cells and preserve the breast. Surgery came first, followed by chemotherapy and radiotherapy. These lasted a total of 12 months.

For those of you who are unfamiliar with what these treatments do, this is a simplified explanation:

  • Radiotherapy is targeted at the cancerous tissues in the immediate area. It uses high-energy radiation far stronger than X-rays to kill the cells.
  • Chemotherapy works throughout the body. In my case, it is a cocktail of drugs injected into my bloodstream to eradicate cancer cells wherever they may be.

If this still sounds confusing, my radiation oncologist, Dr Leong, puts it best:

“Imagine you dropped a cake on the floor, and it splattered. Radiotherapy cleans up the mess where the cake hit. Chemotherapy takes care of the splatter further away.”

In total, I endured:

  • 3 operations
  • 16 chemo sessions
  • 20 radiotherapy sessions, and
  • a Covid infection mid-way through chemo that got me hospitalised

The side effects were primarily from the chemo treatment, and I would not wish them upon my worst enemies:

  • Total hair loss (bye bye eyebrows)
  • Low immunity
  • Nausea
  • Metallic taste in mouth (as if bits of the pot are stuck to the food)
  • Fatigue
  • Brain fog (imagine you are at sea and surrounded by thick fog)
  • Insomnia

Low immunity and metallic taste were the worst.

Low immunity made me paranoid every time I left the house. If I got sick, treatment would be delayed, and I just wanted it all to end as soon as possible. Metallic taste took the joy out of eating.

But not everything was bad.

I started eating more healthily. Broccoli and fish became regulars until I could not stand the sight of either. It was a forced reset, but one that led to a lasting change in my diet and lifestyle.

I also learned to rest completely.

No guilt.

Just rest.

Previous: Why I Wrote This Book

Next: Choosing Blessings Over Blame

Back to Cancer Memoir Home Page