This is another rant post...Sorry for leaving it two months!
If I am being completely honest the last few rounds of Tax have had me feeling more crumpled and worthless than the discarded first wig, during a wig reveal of a desperate drag queen lip syncing for her life. It has been tough and I am sure my sanity has slipped somewhat. As lockdown eases, I watch eagerly on the side-lines still within my shielding bubble, absolutely chomping at the bit to get on with life. Chemo has finished and I am slowly recovering from the horrific side-effects... As I write this, I am fighting to keep 6 fingernails on – the joys! I had a chat with my oncologist this morning – he just about had more enthusiasm in his voice than a Brummy Tax advisor, “Great, here we go” I thought to myself, not like I’ve been waiting 14 days for my CT results or anything. So, a few developments since I was last here... |
A ' no holds' page about my life with incurable advanced Breast Cancer, in the hope it will give a realistic, detailed account to other young women going through the unfortunate illness.
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