judemex's blog

During what felt like house arrest in Mexico city I had time to think about last year and make some sweeping statements about my experience of having breast cancer. Here in Mexico all the schools, restaurants, cinemas, and many work places closed down to stop the spread of what could have been a national disaster and was a world wide fear come true. We are allowed to go out now, although there are still a lot of blue…

Book reviews and stuff Wondering about statistics today as one of the mums from my class last year has been diagnosed with, you guessed it, breast cancer. Boooo! Hey she even put in money for my lovely get better present in March. It all seems so unfair. She has too small boys and has just had her 40th birthday. It seems too spooky. I am hoping to be done with my battle and she is just being. What percentage of women…

Park and Ride As a stay at home mother (I have radiotherapy instead of going to gym or a coffee morning) for the next few weeks I have to take my four-year-old son’s afternoon activities seriously. Why I am not sure. So on Tuesday I headed for the gymnastics class. My husband had pretty much taken over the ferrying to and from extracurricular activities but I felt I should do my bit now. So off we went in the car. However…

Being Nuked So the nuking has started. It is much easier than the whole chemotherapy thing and I managed to get a really good time slot. Ten in the morning so I can drop off the kids at nine and then pick them up after school at one and still have an hour to myself in between to recover from the traffic. I am glad that I am not working, as it does seem to take up a huge chunk of the day. I have left my class in the capable…

Chemotherapy euphoria Now I realise why I had never joined Cancerbackup or written anything before my operation. There is something about chemotherapy, something that doesn’t leave any time for anything other than living. The first week I feel so awful that I lie in bed in fear of the telephone or the simple demands of love from my kids. I groan and gag and crawl out of bed only to crawl back into it five minutes later…