Be Gone 2019!
1 January 2020
2019. What fuckery of a year. This time last year I was looking forward to continuing my 50th birthday celebrations, getting back to work properly following
2019. What fuckery of a year. This time last year I was looking forward to continuing my 50th birthday celebrations, getting back to work properly following
So disappointingly, I was told today that rather than have 3 booster radiotherapy sessions, I now have to have 5 full sessions. I appreciate that on
When we are ill, we do what we can to make us feel better. Painkillers, hot water bottles, wheatbags, volterol gel, eyemasks, ice, heat, gin, ice…..A
So my main disappointment after my sentinel node biopsy surgery, is that I didn’t look one bit like Smurfette. Yet Ernie was completely blue. My
it’s amazing the journey your mind takes you on, flitting around, linking thoughts and memories. As I was lying in bed last night I was
Today I want to talk about support reinforcement. Not the mental, emotional or physical support from friends. Support for the boob. Support for Ernie. No
Well I’ve just had my first glass of wine since my surgery so this may go a little squiffy… Am having my stitch out tomorrow.
Over the last couple of days I have undertaken extensive research on a subject that will invariably effect woman who have had breast cancer surgery,
There were many things I was prepared for following surgery, however being an emotional wreck wasn’t one of them. At least not this emotion. Coming
The Letter S S is for sexy support stockings. These are to prevent blood clots so I admit they are important. I have work them
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