After my biopsy results which were good not great but good I should be happy… ..But im feeling a rain cloud over my head… yes of course I'm pleased but my internal dialogue is saying things like… Ticking time bombby the time we know it will be too late*just remove the whole flap (huge operation… Continue reading Why I will never be truly happy.
Tag: desperate
Recovery? (arm pic but not as gross anymore)
I haven't blogged for ever and I keep getting asked if I am ok as I haven't blogged - I am ok - in my own way ! I thought I would start with a quick run down of whats been going on I am seeing Mr Moss 4 weekly and at that appointment I… Continue reading Recovery? (arm pic but not as gross anymore)
Im back !
Its been a long old time since I last blogged this is mainly down to feeling thoroughly rubbish - which I more recently I found out was due to having an infection. A week ago Friday I was rushed into hospital with a temp of 40.6 and I was totally out of it ! On arrival… Continue reading Im back !
Still smiling – but with help (arm pic)
It seems like ages since I have updates – I actually think its 4 days which I guess in blog terns is quite a lot. Truth be told I have mostly slept since my last blog. I mean that literally all I seem to do is sleep, one day I went for a nap at… Continue reading Still smiling – but with help (arm pic)
What my furture holds
I have been thinking about this a lot recently and it was dragged kicking and screaming to the surface today, when we took the children to MacDonalds and I say and cried - not coz i love the food, although i did love a chicken sandwich meal, but I cried because I cannot eat - my last actual meal was… Continue reading What my furture holds
HALF WAY……
Who would have thought it - i certainly didn't - its seemed forever away in the beginning... but I'm there - although i cannot take all the credit - i have had a lot of help. I did have some bad news this week thou, friday i has the speech and language therapist (SALT) show up ... she asked how… Continue reading HALF WAY……
So … I cried
I can honestly say I have only cried a handful of times since diagnosis and that includes when i was told and even after surgery ... see i don't like crying, i worry i wont stop or i will loose control. but tonight i am in a lot of pain, my back isn't liking the bed that i lay on for… Continue reading So … I cried
And repeat…..
Same view same staff same faces, except the newbys who hold their diagnosis letter and their schedule of treatments as if its proof they should be here... its obvious many are panicing possibly imagining big cancer fighting lazer beams whereas its a big polo with beeps and clicks.. you want feel it... or see it....… Continue reading And repeat…..