I wanted to start this post by disregarding anything I’ve said about Chemo Round 1. I was incredibly lucky, and this time round, I’ve had what’s perhaps a more typical experience. It was, for want of a better, shorter, sharper… Continue reading
I use this title ironically, due to a hashtag I’ve seen floating around when scrolling aimlessly through Twitter this morning, and finding none of the quotes or photos attached to it particularly motivational. As you can imagine, I’ve found my… Continue reading
I heard it from my auntie, whose text to my mum I read as we pulled into the Churchill Hospital car park on Thursday afternoon. My uncle, who spoke to me on the phone on Friday night. My best friend,… Continue reading