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The Cancer Ward
3.10 in cancer ward F. I haven’t slept yet. They took me for an X-ray around midnight insisting on taking me everywhere in a wheelchair. I feel like a fraud when I do a Little Britain and walk to the machine. The nurses are great here and I learn about their lives as night workers,…
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Goodbye to all that…
I finally made it to the long awaited oncology appointment! They have probably never seen someone so cheerful bounce into clinic. But then most newly diagnosed patients have not been via ‘Lung’. It was a relief to be talking breast cancer and the whole tone and prognosis is much more upbeat. My treatment will consist…
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Sunday Painting
I don’t have words today so I did a little paint and chat instead. You have to watch for a few minutes for the chat and sorry to my Auntie Enid for being a bit sweary! Literally painting and swearing are my favourite things. And a lifetime behind the camera = discomfort in front of…
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The Emergency Room
It’s a lovely Friday night in A&E. I thought I’d come as I had nothing better to do. Has anyone on the planet ever called 111 and not been told to come? In my present state I felt I should probably just do what I’m told and listen to my inner voice of caution. I…
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Radical Optimism
A strange sort of limbo hangs over the house in the day as I wait anxiously for treatment to start. I finished wrapping up my minor corrections on the PhD thesis today and weirdly enjoyed my last hours spent with this beast I have given birth to over the past five years. It’s a strange…
