During the days following my diagnosis I read the treatment plan over and over, sitting with the paperwork in my hands I felt like I had finally found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, I have my answers and this is my treasure, the treasure that could lead to our very… Continue reading Treasure
I had tormented myself for months every single day wondering if I’ll ever get answers and finally that day had come. There was a mixture of excitement and fear inside me and I felt like I couldn’t concentrate on the journey down to London, to add to the stress a little our train was cancelled… Continue reading D-day
As we entered the consultants office he stood up and greeted us both, after taking his seat he reached his hands out to me over the desk and looked me in the eye and said, I’m terribly sorry for your losses and what an awful year this has been for you both. He then introduced… Continue reading Life is like a box of chocolates .. you never know what you’re gonna get..
RPL is a bit like standing with a box in front of you and not knowing what’s inside, we don’t know why I have recurrent losses, we don’t know if we ever will, anyone who knows me knows that I don’t deal with the unknown very well and I really hate surprises so this current… Continue reading The only way to do it… is to do it (Merce Cunningham)
In the weeks before the impending appointment I weaved an elaborate plan and filled myself with knowledge. Research and knowing what I’m talking about is what has kept me sane this year. I made endless lists and notes with questions, at times it was like been trapped in my own web trying to get out,… Continue reading Charlottes Web
I’ve sat in front of Doctors, consultants & nurses and just felt completely invisible like no one is listening to me. Six weeks on from our consultant appointment we had that afternoon off to go to the doctor for the tests we had been told we would need to have. I left the Doctors surgery… Continue reading The Invisability Cloak
I used to get home from school when I was little and see Bernard’s Watch on the tv, I loved imaginative play as a child and I still have quite a wild imagination as an adult but boy do I wish I could get my hands on that watch! If I could just pause time… Continue reading Bernards Watch