Under the weather..

I was hoping I would be feeling OK by now.... no such luck. I feel like I'm coming down with something but determined not to get ill. The last thing I want is to get an infection and a temperature, otherwise I might have to go into hospital. I hear the Flu is going round so I need to sort out getting the flu jab. I've still not heard about whether I can have my next chemo up here, so that's another thing I have to chase up! The last think I want to do is to go back to Brighton for it.

I have just spoken to a lovely lady who suffers from alopecia. She told me that the NHS in Leicester are great for helping you sort out a wig. Apparently very convincing too. Trendco I hear are the best to purchase a wig from. Strangely enough there was an article in a Sunday supplement about wigs, saying how fashionable they are now.

A lovely lady I met over myspace is starting to write blogs about her Kidney failure. She is having a kidney transplant on Wednesday, so I wish her the very best and hope it goes well. If you are interested in reading about her experience do have a look. I am following her blog, so you can find it via my profile.

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Spring has sprung

I am so happy that the sun is shining and spring is on its way because at the moment I am my happiest sitting out in the natural elements taking in the new spring air. I feel it is appropriate timing that I am finishing my treatment and will be starting to live my life again when Spring is emerging. The Spring equinox begins this weekend, when night and day stand in perfect balance. The Spring Equinox represents new life and growth. The lethargy of winter is dissipating and there is the promise of life becoming more exuberant. This equinox is also known as Ostara or Eostre - and is celebrated as a festival of new growth, renewal, a re-balancing of energies and the return of longer days. "Goddess of fertility and new beginnings, we take this opportunity to embrace Eostre's passion for new life and let our own lives take the new direction we have wanted for so long." I mentioned in my last post the last chemo being bittersweet and how its left me feeling alone and desponde

My new puppies!

Well what a week I have had! I have had my breast reconstruction and am now back home recovering.I was very anxious and excited at the same time about having it done. It was great to think finally I will get my boobs back but I had no idea how they were going to turn out and I had to trust in my surgeon that they would look great! My body was changing again and it was quite a scary feeling. The recon went very well and I am very pleased with the results. It took me a while to look down at my chest, I was worried I was not going to like what I saw. At first glance in hospital I freaked out because not only was the right breast about twice the size of the left one but they were also pointing side ways rather then straight on. I hated being back in hospital, it brought back all the horrible memories of when I was last in to have my mastectomy. Even though I was in for a positive reason it was still hard. Being in pain, coming round from the anesthetics and being on morphine is a massive

Cancer Survivor day

Today is cancer survivor day so what better day to write a post update. It's been six months since I last wrote and in just six months a lot has happened. Firstly I want to say if you are a cancer survivor then well done! You did it! You beat the big C, the biggest shit of all shits! If you are fighting cancer right now then I send out so much love to you right. Keep fighting and stay strong and positive and know that you can kick its arse! I feel like a cat who has nine lives. I honestly didn't realise how lucky I was to be alive until I got two messages off friends who had lost their friends to breast cancer and had exactly the same type as me. I've always been a little laid back about stuff in the past and was convinced I was invincible like most young people do and even today I still have to remind myself how lucky I actually am to be here today. Even when I had cancer I was never scared that I wouldn't beat it. I'm not sure if that's a bit of ignorance

Living with breast cancer in my twenties

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