On the 28th July 2011, my life changed in one phone call with the simple words - 'yes - it's cancer'. I've created this blog, for the benefit of my wonderful close and extended family; and for my amazing friends around the globe, so I can keep you abreast (!) of my journey.

My diagnosis of 2 x grade 3 (fast growing) tumours - type - 'Triple-Negative' - so called
because it doesn’t
have receptors (proteins on the surface
of cells) for the hormones oestrogen and
progesterone, or a protein called HER2, was shocking. This rare aggressive sub-type of breast cancer, therefore, doesn't respond to common
hormonal treatments, such as tamoxifen or
anastrozole (Arimidex®
) or
trastuzumab (Herceptin®
). Survival rates are considerably lower, than for more common types of breast cancer, especially in years 0 - 5, but on a par 5+ years post treatment.

Fast forward to December 2020. Secondary cancer . Triple negative again but the tumour localised to the scar of the primary cancer. The prognosis is weaker. I am buying myself time - with chemo currency.

This will not be a sad tale - but I hope it will amuse you, inspire you, and most of all allow me to lean on you from afar, as you guide me through what looks like a rocky road ahead.

I can't guarantee a happy ending, but hope to make you laugh to the end.

Wednesday, 26 December 2012

Ahhh....Boxing Day

I love Boxing Day.

 It's a day when all formalities go out of the window.
We stuff ourselves silly with the leftovers - which always taste better cold - anytime of the day.
A walk on the beach - this year a wind-swept, rain drenched affair - where we were glad of our extra layers, our wellies & waterproofs. Tumbling around by the thrashing sea - we felt as if we'd been through a high powered car wash!
Back for more grub
A tin of Roses
Christmas cake
A good film

 And the most romantic spouse question of the day:

 "Are you having a pickled onion?"

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