I write this the night before I say goodbye to my cervix. Tomorrow it is being removed via a rather brilliant surgical piece of equipment and a rather brilliant surgical procedure. Whilst I may come across as flippant about this, please rest assured, I am not. I’m writing this to expel some nervous pre-op energy. I’m also writing it to expand upon how lucky I am, something that I have alluded to in previous posts.…
In my rather creatively titled ‘blog post one’ on cervical cancer I gave an explanation as to how stupid I have been. In said post I also mentioned that I was lucky. This may seem like an odd word for someone to describe herself as when she has just received a cancer diagnosis but I will elaborate on this in another post soon.
I also mentioned that I would expand on cervical cancer symptoms because in my case…
Let’s start with this. I have brown hair, brown eyes and cervical cancer. Amongst other many descriptions of me, I am also these two things: –
Before I go on I just want you to know that you can also think these of me and I would understand it. Really, I would. So, think it, digest it, but just don’t say it to me. If there is anything at all I have learnt in the past few weeks is that I don…
