The Disappearing Miracle: Where’s Our Cancer Blood Test, Then?

Last week it was “transformational.” This week? Vanished like a hospital porter on a Friday afternoon.

Two months ago I was stood in the queue at the bakery, clutching a sourdough like it held the meaning of life, when a headline flashed up on my phone that nearly made me drop it straight into the tray of warm Pasteis de Nata… hot, delicate and definitely not covered by my phone’s warranty. “New breast cancer blood test and drug combo could delay chemo, extend lives!” it screamed. No clickbait. No speculation. A solid, actual, real-world medical breakthrough. The kind of story that makes a cancer survivor like me momentarily forget I’ve still got a lymph node that squeaks when I sneeze.