This is not the date I was hoping for
26 February 2019
I have a date!!! Unfortunately, not the dinner and movie kind… More the ‘let’s shove a wire in your boob and then cut out some
I have a date!!! Unfortunately, not the dinner and movie kind… More the ‘let’s shove a wire in your boob and then cut out some
Today has been mostly about lying in the sun and finding anything distracting to do whilst doing so. I have made several appointments then cancelled
So it seems that a couple of slippery little buggers escaped the confines of DCIS. It never ends. One step forward, half a step back.
Because life isn’t fun enough, we now have half term. Thankfully we are blessed to have a sanctuary in Spain. A home from home. Only
So, the results are in. Not exactly a competition I hoped to win. Pre-invasive cancer. And what is that exactly? Doesn’t sound quite as
I am not a victim of breast cancer. I am experiencing breast cancer. I am not dying. I am living. I am not curing. I
Sunday evening. The day before Monday. It’s always been one of my least favourite days, primarily because with Monday comes work. Before that college. And
Before we go any further, i think I should introduce you to the stars of the show. Bert and Ernie. Not the Muppet pair but
As a breast cancer survivor since 2004, I have, as you can imagine, been quite vigilant with checking Bert and Ernie, as I affectionately call
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