Drying tears & sharing fears

When I am feeling well – I do not care any where near as much about the chemo. I have felt well today, and the last few days. It has been such a welcoming feeling. I have loved it – but you never stop looking over your shoulder for the kick, Sad really, as...

My birthday

Well, I will start with he truth. When I was diagnosed with breast cancer I did not think I would see my 47th birthday. They may sound dramatic and naïve now – nearly 5 moths in – but I really thought I was going to die from the 4cm grade 3 stranger that...

My fat dog

By 08:30am, I had the beef in the slow cooker, bread ingredients in the bread machine, leek and potatoe soup bubbling away nicely on the hob, and the bedding in the washing machine. As I whirl about my kitchen liked some crazy domestic bald goddess, I look like I...

F*** chemo

I have had to have a word with myself today. Yesterday was spent falling into low desperate moments of sheer depression. Dark black spaces of despairs. I’ve felt this inner dialogue with my chemo right from the beginning of this hell. For 6 cycles I led the way....

I finish chemo next month

Today I can officially say ‘I FINISH CHEMO NEXT MONTH’!!! Today I can officially say I have had enough and I want my life back. No. I really do. I’m sad writing this, and this is how I feel after a reasonably good day. Got a lot of work done and the...

The Homeopath

I went to a Homeopath yesterday too. There’s a South Wales organization called ‘The Old Mill’ who offer free professional treatments to people living with or living on from cancer. All the girls I have encountered have been kind, warm and...