Diversion

  • The Wall

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I’ve made myself look human today.  I realise I’ve now reached a point in my treatment where I now look unwell as well as feel unwell.  Makeup is essential to avoid frightening people!
    Having managed to do the cold cap, I do still have hair.  But it looks bad.  About a third of its normal thickness, dull and lifeless.  I wear it in a french plait most of the time as that somehow gives the illusion of more hair and…

  • A Goal Without a Plan is Just a Wish

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I’m feeling a bit like someone who made a New Year’s Resolution but whose enthusiasm is flagging.  The positivity and determination I had when I set all my goals is just not there a lot of the time.  So, to light the necessary fire underneath my backside, I’ve decided to write...get it down in black and white for all to witness.

    Life has thrown some obstacles (aside from the obvious!) in my path to achieving…

  • Navigating the wobble - Mindfulness

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I’ve just added my comments to a discussion thread and was praising the effectiveness of Mindfulness.  It made me realise how far I’ve come with this and how it really has helped me navigate a wobble in my treatment.  Without it, I would have been sailing in the storm, floundering around as the wind whipped up towering waves to crash onto the deck drowning me in my own tears and self pity.
    That’s not to say…

  • My Mind's Sky

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Not feeling myself today… tired but fidgety, my normal sunshine mind filtered by gloomy clouds, allowing only a few rays through.  It reflects the internal struggle going on…my positive energy has a fierce competitor at the moment - lazy, can’t be bothered, self pity.

    To be fair to myself, I haven’t had the best of news this week - my tumour does not seem to be responding to the EC90 chemotherapy.…

  • To Flirt or not to Flirt: Relationships and Cancer

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    This is a MINEFIELD for me in a state of full health let alone with cancer but I feel it is something worth talking about.  Even if it just allows people to point out my flawed logic!!

    As a single 38 year old, I really don’t embrace the prospect of fighting this disease on my own.  I’ve always prided myself on being independent, not needing anyone - and thank goodness I am really, given my disappointing relationship…