I barely recognise myself. Sometimes I catch a glimpse in the mirror and I see an unfamiliar sight staring back at me. I catch a look at my bald head and my skinny alien like body and I think, woah, I have cancer! I have now turned into that image of what cancer looks like.… Continue reading 20. How and why I am changing myself!
Well I've been slacking off the ould blogging lately! With all the coming and going between Istanbul and home... I've just given myself a little break! Back now and feeling inspired to write some more and share some of my findings with you. I'll start off with a little update of whats been happening since… Continue reading 19. Wigs, Istanbul, Time at home and Natural skincare
Well what a few weeks that was. I started chemotherapy on the 7th of June and I was really sick for three full weeks after. I spent 12 days in Istanbul initially, and for most of it, I wasn’t able to eat and had no interest in doing anything other than sleeping and moaning about… Continue reading 18. Hair loss, wig shopping and back to Istanbul!
Believe it or not, the very first chemotherapy drug came from mustard gas used in world-war II. The US army employed two pharmacologists to find some use for a surplus of mustard gas after the Geneva Protocol banned its use. When its chemical formula was changed to make it nitrogen mustard, it was found to… Continue reading 17. Chemotherapy – the history, the science and the wild claims
Anyone who has been close to me for the past 10 months knows already what my secret is. And anyone who hasn't been so close, well I'm sorry that you don't know yet, and that might have caused you some worry, or so people keep telling me! It might have made you wonder if I'm… Continue reading 16. My secret
For the first time this week, since all of this happened almost 10 months ago, I thought why me? I am finally feeling sorry for myself. It’s so unfair. I don’t want to be going through this. And by going through this, I mean the treatment part. It’s so harsh on my body. Everything I’ve… Continue reading 15. Treatment begins
Hectic few days here in Strokestown, it’s all so last minute. I’ll be able to catch my breath once we get on the plane! Packing up the last few bits this morning. Had a lovely day yesterday seeing family and friends. More of the same today, so many people want to come wave us off.… Continue reading 13. The plan in Istanbul, where the money is going and my incredible community.
I am overwhelmed to say the least with the outpouring of love and support I’m receiving at the moment. It is making me very emotional to see all of the messages and I’m finding it hard to keep on top of replies but if I haven’t gotten back to you, I will soon, I promise!… Continue reading 12. A message of thanks
My heart was heavy last week. I got the call Wednesday to go in for my scan results. I knew it wasn't going to be good. They rang me 2 days after I had my CT scan, any other time I've returned for results has been a week later. I managed to change hospital and… Continue reading 11. Scan results
This one is short and eh, not so sweet kind of rant... It’s scan time and I’m waiting on results of a CT I had in Dublin yesterday. That means anxiety, worry, doubt, fear... It’s the time where I distrust myself and my choices the most and the ice queen's words swirl around my head…… Continue reading 10. Scan time…