Cancer, Me and Them

  • Taking stock

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Since my last blog I have been busy trying to wrap my head around the unwrapable.  The unfathomable.

    I have cried enough tears to warrant my very own hydro electric dam, I might as well save the planet into the bargain eh?

    I now need to put things in place that mean I have a lasting legacy for our children and for A.

    Following posting my last blog post an amazing thing has happened.  I posted it in a group that I have been…

  • Breaking Hearts

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I am writing this after one of the hardest days of my life.

    It is breakfast time and I am eating while I feel able.  The boys are wandering around my feet scoffing pain au chocolat, in their world all is well. 

    Yesterday I sat in a clinical white office with all the trappings of sick people and hospital in evidence and learnt the news that the Bastard had spread.  It is in my bones.  My pelvis to be precise.  But probably also…

  • More Waiting and Results

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Well.  I apologise for being neglectful and not updating.

    I have wanted to.  But you see cancer totally took over my life this week.

    I left you after my return home last week following our second bout of chemo, the end of round one of shrink you Bastard, shrink.

    I was prepared, I knew I was going to feel awful.  I knew I would be in pain for two days solid and I would feel so nauseous it would be unbearable.  Or I thought I…

  • Chemo, Tears and Fundraising

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Hi all.

    Chemo today, second week of round one.

    Arrived feeling reasonably bouyant.  The Freeman has lovely new Cancer Care centre.  It is very modern and posh, if you are going to have cancer then the Freeman is one of the best to have it at.  I suspect that the surroundings are supposed to make the patient feel more uplifted about their visit to the hospital.  Unfortunately it only worked as far as Ward 36.  As soon as I clocked…

  • Diets, Media and Breastfeeding

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Morning all.

    Previously to my diagnosis I was a foodie.  Not a foodie in the sense of eating gourmet food.  More a foodie in the sense of loving food.  Any food.  Food for me is a great comfort.  Suddenly I can't eat, I can't enjoy my food and I can't derive any comfort from it.  Chemo robs you of your taste buds, it leaves a horrid taste in your mouth. Nothing tastes right.  I am wondering how I am going to make…