‘D’ day – part two. It’s not cancer, so why do I feel down?

It’s not cancer! The tumour (yes, it is a tumour) is benign and therefore not considered as a Cancer. It still needs removing and retesting, which is run of the mill. But, it’s not cancer, I should feel relieved. So why don’t I feel amazing I hadn’t figured on this outcome, I’d not prepared myself….

‘D’ Day

‘D‘ is for diagnosis. Today I will finally have confirmation that either I do, or don’t have Cancer. Up until 11:30 today I’ve been feeling OK. Now I’m starting to feel quite nervous. What makes today worse is that I have a 1hr bus journey to get to the Hospital, and another 1hr to get…

2 Hours of constant laughter with the Cheapshow Live.

Yesterday I spent a wonderful afternoon watching Cheapshow Live! If you don’t know this ruddy good podcast, then why? You should! @paulgannonshow @elisnoid are two the the funniest nutjobs ever! It was also great to see their guests, Ash Frith, Ashens & Mr Biffo, in person. Honestly, it was a brilliant way to spend a couple of hours…

When people stick their nose in

I dont like Fridays. Tell me why? stick (one’s) nose in(to) (something) To involve oneself in an intrusive or nosy manner into something that is not one’s business or responsibility. stick nose into On Friday one of my colleagues decided that it was a good time to try and talk to me about my health…

The waiting game

I’m playing the waiting game at the moment. While the surgery to my mouth seems to have removed a large part of the ‘carcinoma‘, this isn’t the end of things. On Wednesday I have a follow-up appointment where I hope to either get the all clear or at least know what the next steps are….

Eyes down for the 8:08 to London Bridge.

As a disabled passenger on public transport, with a hidden disability, it’s interesting to note the number of “funny looks” you get. It makes me uncomfortable when I consider where the highest number of this looks come from.

Travelling North!

Today started early as I’m travelling north to surprise my Mother for her birthday. She thinks that I’ve forgotten. As my folks have a routine that operates like clockwork, I’ve decided to pop up in her favorite coffee shop. Hopefully she’ll notice the large, shaven headed, man sat with his back to the door, that…

At 42 years old I still have nightmares.

You wouldn’t think that at 42 one would still be having full on “can’t get back to sleep” nightmares. But, I do. Last nights was a particularly tough one. I would wake in my bedroom at my parents house, I would feel something was wrong. Then decide to leave the room. What you need to…