Amendment could have killed me

Sir — It’s 2010. I am 26 years old. I have been engaged for three weeks. I have cancer. Am I going to die? Oh my God. Chemotherapy. My hair will fall out. Will I be getting sick for days on end? What will this treatment do to me? If I survive will I be ever able to have children?

It will be OK. We will look after you. Everything will be fine. It won’t be easy but you can do it. Scans, chemotherapy, radiotherapy. Your chances are excellent. Is there any chance that you are pregnant? Do. Not. Get. Pregnant. You’re on your own if you do. There is nothing we can do.

I hate writing this. I hate bringing myself back to that time in my life. The Eighth Amendment could have killed me. It is time to look after women, to look after our health, our well-being. I was lucky. I survived. Because of the Eighth Amendment other women — mothers, daughters, sisters, friends — did not. On May 25, please vote Yes. Brenda Keating O’Meara, Ballinlough,

Cork