“It’s bowel cancer” Those three simple words that spilled out of the mouth of my consultant blew up my life, but you lovely readers already know that. You know because you have been with me every ... Read More
My insomnia has returned. I find myself awake in the darkness and my heart is hammering against my ribs. Next to me Mr C sleeps on, his rhythmic breathing helping to calm me down. I’m not alone. I ... Read More
Firstly, I’m sorry for not posting an update sooner. To be honest there are several reasons for that. Mainly, that cancer has turned me into some crazy superstitious person who is afraid of jinxing ... Read More
It’s a quiet Monday morning. We are the only visitors in the garden centre cafe. Outside a grey mist hugs the car park. The mood is subdued. I’m trying not to think about the operation I have coming ... Read More
This Wednesday (26th June) I will be having my bowel cancer surgery, if all goes to plan. I can’t describe the sheer terror I am feeling. My mind keeps going to dark places and I find myself trying ... Read More
