When I had my planning CT ….so long ago, it seems, I got dotted with this! Why couldn’t they at least have got it central? I’ve mithered about what I should do with it for a while. The obvious choices were to leave it or have it removed. Not so simple though. It’s part ofContinue reading “What to do with my Radiotherapy tattoo?”
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SURVIVORSHIP
Today is my fourth Anniversary of treatment end. Something to celebrate? Or something to just note down in the blog on the way to the MAGIC FIVE years? Or maybe something to use as a vehicle to explore how to cope with life after treatment? Please don’t call me a cancer survivor, a hero, aContinue reading “SURVIVORSHIP”
Recovery and scans
Two weeks pass and life begins to reappear somehow. I have an appointment to see Dr Banner in four weeks time. It seems a lifetime since I saw him. I forget what he looks like. I have been plagued with nausea from week three. I suspect it’s the morphine but I can’t do without itContinue reading “Recovery and scans”
My Journey through thick and thin: August to December 2018
August Believe in your body and in your second sense. Usually if you know there is something wrong there is…trust me; women are particularly good at this. My GP couldn’t appreciate much to see but at my insistence he arranged a fast track referral. September A quick word here about waiting. You get used toContinue reading “My Journey through thick and thin: August to December 2018”
My Story
The first part of this blog is retrospective though based faithfully on my diary account. I’ve always been a “Glass Half Empty” girl. It’s the way I am. It’s a form of self defence. Expect the worst then be prepared for it. Positive mental attitude doesn’t cut it for me but I luckily have aContinue reading “My Story”
I am 67 years old, retired and living in Rural Wales
Once upon a time there was August 7th 2018 The whole world changed for me that day. The earth continued to spin but stopped dead for me. That was the day I discovered my cancer at the back of my tongue. I knew what it was the instant my finger found it. I sat onContinue reading “I am 67 years old, retired and living in Rural Wales”
Today my coffee tastes like Christmas in Costa Rica 