I’m still looking up

A little while back I wrote about the power of being able to discuss with like-minded people how we feel about our diagnosis and treatment. It truly is a life-saver for your sanity because there are so many strange and new things to think about, find out about and decide on, both before during and after treatment – and it’s quite…More

All you have to do is call

Dear Mum and Dad Hello! There, that seems innocuous enough, doesn’t it. As I don’t know where to start, I’ll start somewhere fun. It’s been nice to spend a bit of time with you over the last few months for all the good reasons we’ve had to get together; what with my 40th birthday party,…More

Say what you need to say

My New Year’s resolution for 2014 was stolen from a friend. He frequently advises people to stop and then think about what they think they need to say, and test it against these three questions: “Is it true? Is it kind? Does it need to be said?” He asserts that only if something satisfies all…More

I really love my woolly hat

I really love my woolly hat I wore it during chemo to keep my bald head warm at night (It’s not my favourite green, though) It has the word “POW!” on the front which was a funny thing a friend of mine would say a lot when work was full of WIN. I had a…More

We take care of our own

I worry about varying standards of healthcare. My Mum is currently having a course of chemo after discovering her second bout of breast cancer. She’s a healthy lady who doesn’t drink or smoke. She’s intelligent and she asks the right questions during appointments. My concern is that despite this, she’s receiving a very poor experience…More