Tag Archives: breast cancer

Looking for the self help book

The other day my breast cancer buddy said to me “It’s really shit having cancer”. It is really shit having cancer. It is really shit being told you ┬áhave cancer. It is even more shit having to tell people you … Continue reading

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Post surgery swimwear

This is not one of those blogs that starts off all chatty and this is me and this is my life, and then hits you with what is basically an advert for stuff. But I just wanted to say that … Continue reading

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My breasts

I have 4 breasts. I’ve lost 3 along the way, so that makes 7 in total – a strikingly magical number. My right breast is an amazing, hand-crafted piece of art, sculpted out of my own flesh. It is admired … Continue reading

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Keeping it open

For me, the worst thing about this whole cancer secondaries has been the feeling that doors are closing for me; the feeling that life is shutting down. I have always loved new beginnings, new adventures. I’ve always loved having a … Continue reading

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Gratitude

It is easy to forget to be grateful. I’m not even sure what we are grateful to – not to a God, because we are secular humanists, aren’t we? Maybe to other people. Maybe to the world. Maybe to blind … Continue reading

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The start of the cancer story.

When I first had a diagnosis of cancer I was – of course – terrified. I was scared of dying, of leaving my beautiful children behind, of leaving my husband, my parents, all of that. I wasn’t even 45 yet. … Continue reading

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Living with dying #1

Ha ha ha. You’re dying. I’m dying. That’s the nature of life. It is transient – a bird flying from window to window of a lighted hall. We all know that. But it’s really hard to hold on to that … Continue reading

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