DOCUMENTING SOME OF THE MOMENTS THROUGH A STAGE 4 CANCER DIAGNOSIS AND LIFE BEYOND IT

I'm not sure what this page is going to be, but I do know that writing has been really helpful in working through some of my thoughts over the last few weeks.

Maybe some of it will be of interest, but hopefully it's a record of these moments, possibly some humour thrown in, but most importantly a series of love letters to my girl.

I'm still here, and I'll always be hers.

Chemo – The Choice I Keep Making

Monday 14th April – It’s chemo day again. Round 3, treatment 5 (I get two treatments per round, lucky me). They seem to roll round quickly whilst the days in-between drag painfully. Not sure how that happens. This week I’m in a new chemo suite. The new Royal Marsden Private

A Special Kind of Hell

I don’t actually know where to start in trying to articulate the last month. Maybe I’ll start with hell, and that will give you some idea. A stage 4 cancer diagnosis is a hell of its own, but this one really honed in on everything I can’t bear (and deal

I met my younger self for coffee today …

I met my younger self for coffee today. She’s 28, I’m 44. She was early but a bit nervous. I was late, which I hate, but I also felt bad leaving Charlotte. I’m not sure why, she’s perfectly happy and was having a whale of a time when I left.