About 30% of people diagnosed with breast cancer at any stage will develop distal metastasis. I am one.
Hi there! Remember me? I’ve been going through a very rough time, physically and emotionally, and just couldn’t bring myself to the computer to write. I didn’t want to look that closely at what was going on. But now I’ve come to what feels like a good place to stop...
I published this post a couple of years ago. I’m feeling pretty beat up today and going back to Invictus has helped me find the courage to keep on keeping on. Before going on to the old post, a little new information: The alien baby is definitely a new primary. It’s...
For the last six weeks or so I’ve been having a lot of pain from a lump under my right arm, my “alien baby”. I had a biopsy at the end of last month, and the results were a long time coming. I now have the first result. It’s a malignancy,...
I can’t stand talking about cancer at the moment. Still no report from the “alien baby” biopsy. Still no respite from the pain. So no cancer talk from me today. Instead, a day (week? fortnight?) late and a dollar (pound? euro?) short, here are 15 random things about me that...
I am so ashamed. All these years I’ve been living in a snug little, smug little complacency bubble. At some point in the past decade and more I lost track of the fact that bone mets doesn’t stay put. I managed to turn my back on the fact that at...
So here’s the background. When home computers first became available, I was smitten. (Yes, children, there was time when personal computing was but a glint in Knot’s beady little eye.) Wow! I could do amazing things, I could write a program in BASIC to balance my checkbook! A few years later...
I’m not even sure where to begin this post, so I’ll just jump in right about here and continue outward, possibly in several directions at once. I’ll be sure to sprinkle breadcrumbs along the way to help you follow. I was lying on my back on an examination table...
What with one thing and another it seems like a good time to bring back this post from two years ago. Cancer isn’t cute. It isn’t big smiles and noses crinkled in mirth. It is a mortal illness. It disfigures. It kills. The treatment involves cutting off pieces of your body,...
