So I had a bit of an exciting day yesterday, you might have seen on my various social media accounts (or the tele for that matter) but if you haven’t… I went on live TV. On BBC2. On the Victoria Derbyshire show. Oh my goodness. The day started with meeting my two Macmillan support team…
Author: Jen Eve
I've had cancer, twice. But I am more than that. I'm a writer, musician, and an optimist.
What the experts say…
There’s a lot of terminology used when it comes to cancer and I think a lot of us are left to piece together the jargon with the help of Google in order to try and make sense of our condition…
On the Fringe…
I went to the Edinburgh Fringe festival a couple of weekends ago with my dear friend Shiri. It was brilliant. We caught up with Katie’s (my bestie who was visiting recently) friend Sam who I met while Katie was here and I loved her so we’re friends now. She’s an actress and we caught her…
MRI and all that
I suppose I should let you all know that I got a call saying there is nothing ominous in my MRI! Yay! To be honest, I had forgot about it, people kept asking me if I had heard and it took me a while to think what I was waiting to hear about. ‘you must…
So I finally met with my surgeon…
It was a busy day actually. I had to go in first for a chest x-ray. This is one of those things I have to have every two months. You see, the most common mets for osteosarcoma (look at me with my cancer vernacular. Mets = metastasis = spread) is to the lungs. So we keep…
Another MRI survived and the impending referral for…
So I was filling out my MRI form last Friday and one of the questions was: ‘Have you had any operations on any part of your body in the last 3 months?’ I went to say yes… Of course I have… remember that big thing that happened in March? But… wait… No! No i haven’t! In…
Let’s talk jaw stretching!
And let’s also add ‘jaw stretching’ to the list of things you don’t think of having to deal with… So last time I went to surgery clinic, Deepti asked how my jaw opening was going. It was ok. The last I time I had it measured it was ’30’. I’m presuming that’s mm. Apparently 35…
A word about coping…
I look at those pictures of me in the hospital, you know the ones. And it’s almost like I can’t remember them. Like they didn’t happen to me. My mind has done some funny things about that time. It tells me of conversations I had with people, when I know I couldn’t talk. I suppose…
I couldn’t avoid it forever – cancer meets religion
I was hanging out in The Living Room in the Macmillan Centre a couple of months ago, waiting for my clinic appointment when I got chatting to a guy who was likewise wasting time like I was. I’m not sure why we got talking, but we did. It’s not an uncommon occurrence in the Living…
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