My Cancer Journey

  • Verandah Days

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    When my chemo nurses were struggling to get a cannula into me they would often encourage me to concentrate on something happy.  I always said to them that when this is all over I will go away somewhere peaceful, and sit on a verandah watching the sun go down with a large glass of wine.  Now finally we are packing up the car and our verandah awaits.  I have got my high collared fleeces to keep the sun off my scar, along with…

  • Check Up Time Again

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Just got back from my hospital check up.   Saw my Consultant and Oncologist.  They both seemed very pleased with my progress and I was delighted to be told I am finally moving away from 8 weekly check ups onto 4 monthly ones.  That means I’ll only have to go once more this year.  They told me to think of it as a promotion, don’t know if that’s quite the word I would have chosen but the news felt good anyway.…

  • Drawing the short straw?

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Ever since I was diagnosed I’ve been trying to just take one day at a time.  That’s probably been the best thing to do so far, but recently I’ve been questioning if it’s the right tactic for me anymore.  I’m getting to the stage now where I want to start making plans again and have things to look forward to. 

    So the first thing I did was to book a holiday for this summer.  We haven’t been away…

  • The Candy Crush Bear.

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    I feel I am getting tantalising near to the end of my recovery.  However there are days when I feel like the bear in the Candy Crush Soda game.  I am trapped in that little bubble and I am trying so hard to float up triumphantly above the string, to break free and soar majestically away to get on with my life. 

    I tried to explain this to my Mindfulness coach but we didn’t get too far as he has never played Candy Crush and…

  • Mixed Feelings About Work

    FormerMember
    FormerMember

    The Mindfulness classes are going well.  The pupils are taking the class for a variety of reasons but we all have one thing in common, we are struggling to recover emotionally from a traumatic experience.  I seem to be the only cancer patient but I have no trouble relating to comments made by the others in the class.  Someone said last week that it has taken them ages to finally struggle back to their feet, and now they…