Love.

So I missed a call from my pain-team-of-dreams this morning. Poor things were probably like oh no what’s happened to Jen.Jen on the other hand was still fast asleep after having a late night out catching up with an old friend and drinking wine. I swapped out a night of Oxycodone for Prosecco and red…

Hot town, summer in the city

So my bestie Katie turned up on the Sunday morning. I opened my door and she was standing there on the other side. Katie. In person. On my doorstep. We hugged each other, tears in our eyes. When we finally broke apart, we grabbed each other’s arm weirdly and both said ‘it’s you’.Yeah, not much…

Couldn’t escape it forever, apparently…

Well I always said I’d try anything once. So I thought I’d see what all the fuss about Covid is. I think I was just about the last person I know around these parts who hadn’t had it. I thought I was the only person who had it but it turns out there’s another wave…

Well hi there. Miss me?

It’s been so nice to have some time off from going into the Cancer Centre, I’ve needed it. I was burned out living there off and on for 5 months. I could put cancer to the background for a while (other than the constant reminders, obviously) and enjoy my time with my parents. It was…

Well that was… Something…

I recently bought a ‘one line a day’ diary. A few friends had mentioned them and I love the idea of writing a small amount each day and then being able to look back on it. But the only length they make is five years. I looked around for maybe a three year one, which…

Should we take your PICC Line out?

They asked me on my final chemo if I wanted to part with the hardware in my arm. I decided that I should probably keep it a bit longer, just in case I ended up in hospital. Then maybe since I was meant to have an MRI in a month, I should leave it in…

Last cycle, last day

For now. The big overarching ‘for now’. I swing between feeling celebratory about it and feeling rather a sense of foreboding. It’s been such a ruthless chemo and it was only going to be for a short stint, and it does feel amazing to be at the end of it. But while I’ve been coming…

Obligatory ‘back in chemo’ post

Where are we now in this rolling machine? Back in for chemo. Cycle five, second to last cycle of this treatment. Managing to keep to a three-week cycle means that it sort of comes around quickly but also those days of waiting to see if my temperature will send me into hospital feel very long….

I don’t want to jinx it but…

When do you stop holding your breath? Well probably now because word about town is that doing it for too long is unsustainable. But in terms of going to hospital… I haven’t yet. And it’s day 13. When is the point I can safely say if I haven’t gone in yet I won’t be… Probably…

I’m here, and it’s nice to be alive

It’s always some sort of ‘back again’. To chemo, to hospital, or to home. The constant cycle around and around. This time, it’s back again into Ambulatory Care and The Cotton Rooms, my chemo week is on. Except that it’s not a week, not anymore. They’ve cut me down further to only two days. TWO…