What a glorious spring day We piled in the car early today and drove across the Peak District to Sheffield, Yorkshire. God’s own county, as they say. My home county. What a tonic. Daughter has selected Sheffield university as one of her choices for studying politics and international relations. This was her wild card, and… Continue reading Here comes the sun
It’s all out. Yesterday the oncologist delivered good news. In a straightforward manner. I wanted to hug him (I didn’t). The margins are clear, the lymph nodes are clear. No more surgery is required. The next stage is radiotherapy and hormone medication. What a relief. The breast cancer nurse – who I get on with because… Continue reading Purple Rain
Today – in under 2 hours – I will find out the results. They are back in from whichever lab processed them. I’ll know soon whether I need radiotherapy, a further op and/or chemotherapy. As I’ve said before the waiting is hard. My strategy for dealing with this has been to plan stuff. Enacting that planning… Continue reading My Universe
It’s becoming clear to me how important music is. No scrub that. Music has always been important to me. What’s becoming clear is how music is helping me deal with breast cancer – and how lyrics keep popping into my head. This morning Noel Gallagher’s ‘Little by little‘ was my ear worm and it’s stayed with… Continue reading Little by little
Six days since the op. Mostly spent resting and binge-watching boxsets, reading a book and sleeping. I ventured out on day 4 but was so tired afterwards I spent the following day recovering. Still, today was the ‘wound check’ appointment. So I got up and dressed, headed off to the hospital where the op took place,… Continue reading Sunshine and clouds
Is there a a pattern in these numbers? 5, 10, 13, 13, 17? I can’t see one. So let me tell you what they represent. They are the number of days between various stages of my recently diagnosed breast cancer. I had the lumpectomy 5 days ago. 10 days before that I had the pre-op (boy,… Continue reading Spring is a good time to treat breast cancer, right?