(Original title: The Chamber of Secrets) It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. I’ve been going to a writing class on Wednesdays, and the last session is this week. I’ll be sad when I don’t have it to look forward to anymore, because I’ve really enjoyed learning different tricks to work through writers block and practising writing for solid lengths of time where your fingers aren’t allowed to stop typing (which usually means I end up writing stream of…
(Original title – The Duelling Club) Today is an anniversary of sorts. Today, one year ago, was when I discovered the weirdness on my breast and made a doctor’s appointment. Today is the anniversary of a small and insignificant event that has completely changed my life. If someone had told me that the worst part of cancer was the fatigue back when I was diagnosed 345 days ago, I would have laughed at them. I would have said no, it…
(Original title – The Whomping Willow) Here’s the rundown on how today went with my oopherecomy and bonus D&C. I arrived at the Peter Mac 15 minutes before I was due to check in because I wanted to avoid being late since I was scolded for it last time (which I guess should have been the indicator that things were gonna go to shit). I check in, go upstairs to level 6 where day surgery is, and wait. For 45…
(Original title – The Burrow) So, this should have been an update about my surgery and recovery going well and blah blah blah. Instead, this will be a story of how cancer does not go to plan. On Wednesday, I went to see my oncologist. It had been four weeks since I’d last seen her properly for an appointment, and she needed to review my blood work and check out my rack and give me an opportunity to speak to…
Round 4 today, and just got told the worst news. There’s no lunch delivery today. DEVASTATION.
These are the best things about treatment – Free morning tea (cake, Tim Tams, sweet biscuits); and DOGGO VISITS. This is Vlad, he is a little grumpy but will let you pat him if he gets a treat.