• Health,  Month 1,  Week 1

    Week 1- Ground Zero

    Cancer is shit. There are no two ways about it.  Even the word itself Can-cer sounds horrible.  Caaaan- ceeeer; nothing nice about it whatsoever.  Imagine it had been called Candyfloss.  ‘I have just been diagnosed with Candyfloss…’have you heard that Tom/Ailsa/Josh/Jayne has got Candyfloss?’  It just sounds so much nicer and far less like a multi-toothed creature that is going to jump out of the sea and consume you and your boat all in one go. Anyway, name aside, I, like a million plus other people, have just been diagnosed with Cancer.  Breast Cancer to be exact.  Which is good, because we all know that everyone survives breast Cancer, at…

  • Health,  Month 1,  Week 2

    Week 2-Biopsy Wednesday

    The breast cancer biopsy was scheduled for a week later, the following Wednesday.  The receptionist was very apologetic that it was going to have to take so long.  Those of you who have been down this route will understand what that week was like.  For those of you that haven’t, think of it as a black hole.  Your life has been changed irrevocably.  The doctor who deals with these things day in and day out is clear that you have cancer, but that is all you know.  You have no idea of the size of the lumps, how quickly they are growing, how many there are, and as the week…