
What were you doing on February 7, 2022?
I walked my daughter, Imogen, to her first day of school. I was 48, a proud solo mum, feeling blessed that I had my miracle child. It felt like all my life had culminated into that special day for Imi and that I'd really "made it".
Before she was born, I had worked for the NSW state government in their environmental branch and now, I was strolling through my hometown of Erskineville, past the community garden I helped cultivate, and through the community I was raising my daughter in — absolutely walking on clouds.
Fast-forward to May 22, 2022. I was in my GP's office, confirming what Google had told me the night before, when I found my nipple had collapsed inwards.
I had breast cancer.
Kristi with her mum Vicki, and newborn Imogen. Image: Supplied.