4. Boxy in boobless shocker
So. Big day today, and not all the answers I was expecting or hoping to hear. But I’m still feeling strong and believe that, despite the challenges to come over the next few months, we’ll get through this. So what happened today? Well no biopsy, for starters! Aside from the relief of not having that... Continue Reading →
3. Meet the Focker – the MRI scan
Those who know me know that I have a strange habit of naming things - my Apple products are generally Bond characters (Vesper, Solitaire, Mallory...) my cars have all had names (Fifi, Jimi, Xenia, Toni, Bruno, Max...) and even my Dutch bike is called Berta. So keeping with form, I think we should give the... Continue Reading →
1. It’s back…
So, here’s the thing. It’s back. Two years ago, I had breast cancer. I was diagnosed at 39, had five months of intensive chemo, lumpectomy surgery, six lymph nodes removed, and 21 doses of radiation. It was a tough ten months, but from the start I had the belief that we’d beat it, and I... Continue Reading →
2. Diagnosis… the emotional rollercoaster to acceptance
So how did I find it again? Another lump? Nope. I had a mammogram just a month ago and all looked clear. But no-one knows your body like you know it yourself, right? And I just knew something wasn’t right. To begin with, I was having problems moving my left hand. I had feeling, and... Continue Reading →
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