Just a warning, this is not going to be a cheerful post. Because I'm not feeling very cheerful today. As you know from my previous posts, I finished my chemo on 24th February and I was looking forward to a few months off from treatment and a break from the hospital visits. But that would … Continue reading Cancer is a spanner.
My last post was a thank you to all my wonderful cheerleaders who've supported me and looked after me throughout everything. But as wonderful they all are, there are always going to be times where I need to talk to someone who really gets what I'm going through - someone who's been there themselves. Or just … Continue reading Not just for girls
Cancer is a bastard of an illness. It effects not just you but everyone around you. Since I was first diagnosed, I've had to watch my family and friends deal with it in their own ways and for me, the person who likes to look after everyone else and mind them, it's been really hard … Continue reading Cheerleaders
Chemo. That's a whole barrel of laughs. I started my most recent lot last November and it was a whole other story to the chemo I'd had in 2015. I had two different drugs this time around - Taxol, the one that made my hair fall out, and Carboplatin. So one Friday every three weeks … Continue reading Living life in three week cycles
I was warned before I started chemotherapy that I could expect to start losing my hair within four to six weeks of my first session. Well, I've never been one to stick to schedules so it shouldn't have been too much of a shock when I ran my fingers through my hair a mere ten days … Continue reading Hair today, gone tomorrow.
Before I started chemotherapy I was told that I was going to lose my hair. In some ways this hit me harder than the news that the cancer had returned. I think it was because I knew that with my hair gone, I was going to look like a sick person. When I had my … Continue reading The Great Hair Exodus – Wig Shopping
So when I last left you I was three months out from finishing treatment and all was rosy in the garden. My six month checkup was more of the same and I was feeling good and getting back to normal - or at least the new normal. And then in September 2016 I went for … Continue reading The Cancer Chronicles – Part 2