Monthly Archives: August 2015

This is going to be one boring post – it has nothing on the last week – no throwing up, hot flushes or phone calls to the hospital thinking by body was having an out of body experience! But I do know which week I would prefer – I could eat and drink as normalContinue reading “Just call me Harry!”

I knew things would come back to bite me in the bum. I was TOO positive, Mr C is not going to beat me, see me I am the Warrior Princess, I can conquer everything, everyone and single handed – who does it think it is? Well I under-estimated my body and the fact thatContinue reading “They say things can only get better…..but when?”

I was a bit nervous of what to expect when I was going for treatment even though I had been with Dad 5 years earlier – time does erase your memory. First I had a stop off at the opticians for another appointment to see if the pressure in my eyes had gone as theyContinue reading “Treatment started – mixture of good and bad”

Well that’s what one of the nurses said to me on Monday but not in the way I would have hoped! Monday I had to go and have my PICC line fitted ready for chemo, I have notoriously horrible roll veins (ones that bugger off) so this was the ideal way for me to haveContinue reading “I am tough…..”

I knew that that each stage of treatment would be a journey. The operation to remove the cancer was just the start and last Wednesday for me was the most worrying stage even though I tried not to let it show. This was the CT body scan to see if the cancer had spread toContinue reading “Best news all year”

Well it’s been quite a few weeks since my op and I have had quite a few ups and downs. My boss Jackie thought it might be better if I kept my blog updated so that she hasn’t got to answer the numerous questions of ‘hows Molly?’ Since my drain was removed from my armContinue reading “How things are going…..”