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charliesbreastcancerblog: Hermione, Hagrid and Harry Potter
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Friday, 6 April 2012. Hermione, Hagrid and Harry Potter. I think my fall out is complete. I don't have anything left that can fall out, unless I start to spontaneously loose my teeth. at this stage.nothing would surprise me. Underarm hair, welcome back, I missed you - even though now you will be forever lopsided, one pit waxed, the other, never to be touched by bee poo or blade.
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charliesbreastcancerblog: April 2012
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Monday, 30 April 2012. To say I'm in a stinker of a mood is an understatement. Damn STinKEN Cake Mix. Damn Stupid Cancer. Damn misaligned one and a half boobed chest. Damn short, spikey hair. Damn stubby nails. Damn people staring. Damn everything. Oh my dear god.I think Im loosing my mind. Did I take a double dose of Tamoxifen this morning or something. I feel fat as wel...Ughhhh, t...
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charliesbreastcancerblog: March 2012
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Wednesday, 28 March 2012. I got an appointment for my three monthly post-chemo check up. The postman waves in the window at me as he deposits the missile in my letter box. I have never spoken to him and I don't even know his name. However, today he has delivered a blast from the past, the immediate past mind you, but the past, nonetheless. I can see, whenever I look up, patient after...
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charliesbreastcancerblog: Cracked....
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Monday, 19 March 2012. Not broken, just cracked. Ten days after my last radiotherapy session and I can see my skin begin to flake away. If you're squeemish, I don't know if you should read on. Oh thank god.I am regenerating and the end is almost here. Little by little I was filling in the cracks which had appeared in my skin, little by little I was regrowing, renewing. So far, I have...
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charliesbreastcancerblog: November 2011
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Saturday, 19 November 2011. I get one extra week to recover post surgery and I decide to eat! Every chemo session I stress about those dreaded scales. Up you go now, and we will weigh you.'. Unlike a lot of women out there, each time I step on those blasted scales I'm prayin'.please let my weight be up, please let it be up! Full fat butter on everything, Indian take away (twice!
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charliesbreastcancerblog: September 2011
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Saturday, 24 September 2011. Two more days to go until my second chemotherapy session. I don't know if its a good thing or a bad thing to be prepared and know what's coming. We decide to go to the sea. But secretly, I have hatched a sub-plan to our little adventure. I put my hand in the pocket of my coat and check one last time. Lots of it, glossy and full. Ya, a little.'. Oh well, a...
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charliesbreastcancerblog: Downward Facing Dog
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Wednesday, 28 March 2012. I got an appointment for my three monthly post-chemo check up. The postman waves in the window at me as he deposits the missile in my letter box. I have never spoken to him and I don't even know his name. However, today he has delivered a blast from the past, the immediate past mind you, but the past, nonetheless. I can see, whenever I look up, patient after...
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charliesbreastcancerblog: woMEN- oh!-Pause...
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Tuesday, 24 January 2012. Why is it not womenopause instead of menopause? At 28, the menopause and its phraseology is not something that would normally bother me, yet here I am surfing the internet looking for ways and means to quell the constant flash of hot flushes. I am in the middle of the menopause (well at the start really, but you get my drift). Potential extra tummy rolls.
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charliesbreastcancerblog: January 2012
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Tuesday, 24 January 2012. Why is it not womenopause instead of menopause? At 28, the menopause and its phraseology is not something that would normally bother me, yet here I am surfing the internet looking for ways and means to quell the constant flash of hot flushes. I am in the middle of the menopause (well at the start really, but you get my drift). Potential extra tummy rolls.
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charliesbreastcancerblog: Cream of the Crop
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My C*word. This is the journey I have to travel on, I don't want to do it alone, so I will write and share my experiences. Saturday, 18 February 2012. Cream of the Crop. Last day of radiotherapy and I bring a big bag of sweetie goodness to the nurses. The doctors get nothing (sorry Doc), I've seen a different one each visit and they invariably need to glance at the chart to remember my name. You will be back in in three months for check up. Ok, I say. Unsure. What do I do now? Skip off in to the sunset?