Op number 8

Hi everyone. This is Beth’s mum and I’m writing on behalf of Beth to let you know what’s been going on. She doped up to the eyeballs on opiates and is pretty incoherent. She has asked me to pen something to fill you in on the last few months.

Poems for Childhood Cancer Awareness Month: 2) Jade

This is the only blog post I have ever cried at, both writing and reading. It does not get any easier to read through each time, and I must have read through it at least a hundred times by now. It is difficult to believe Jade has gone, and before all this it would have…read more

Poems for Childhood Cancer Awareness Month: 1) Me

As my lovely mummy said in her post a few days ago, September is Childhood Cancer Awareness Month. I have been woefully silent for a few months, but it is extra woeful (no idea if that makes sense?  Right now it is too late for words and meds are taking effect!!)  to be silent now we…read more

A Mum’s Eye View

On June 24th 2015, life changed as we knew it. That was our very own D day- diagnosis day. The day the world came crashing down, the day our lives changed, the day I changed. Beth’s sarcoma brought feelings and emotions into our lives that no family should have to endure. Watching your child, your…read more

Feeling Fabulous!

Over the past twelve weeks I have been going from strength to strength. I have not posted on this blog for a ridiculousy long time, and I am sorry for that. The good thing, however, is that whereas my absence is normally a sign of me being unwell and feeling super crappy, now it is…read more

Abscess All Areas

  Apart from this introduction, I actually wrote this blog entry quite a while ago, but could not get it up when I wanted to, when I was still in hospital. I’m so much stronger now and am finally getting back to doing things that seem normal, which is just the best feeling. It has,…read more

So we thought it was over…

This post is a repeat of what I posted on Facebook on Wednesday, for those of you who do not like the Tumour Has It Facebook page. Apologies for not posting it on here sooner…. I’ve been pretty silent since my last blog, despite promising to write more often. Unfortunately it is because things have…read more

Out from Hospital, Into the World

On Saturday I was discharged from UCLH, after spending a total of nearly six weeks in hospital. This was, without a doubt, the most traumatic admission of them all, in many ways equalling my three week stay in Stanmore when I had my spinal surgery.

Emergency Admission

I wrote this a few days ago, just after I was transferred to UCLH. This is the first post for a while, and it is likely to be the last for a while longer. As you may or may not be aware, I have been in hospital for the past two weeks after being admitted with…read more

Amy’s* Blog

This is a guest post written by a lovely lady called Amy*, about her experiences of having to deal with strangers’ intrusions in relation to her health difficulties.

A Brit’s First Encounter of Thanksgiving

After we found out that I would be able to come to Jacksonville for proton therapy, the initial celebration gave way to grumpiness on my part as I realised that we would be away for the holidays. I am someone who likes my Christmas the same every single year. We go downstairs at the same…read more

Bootyshake

I haven’t posted in this section for quite a while, so I figured you must all be on tenterhooks waiting to hear about the super embarrassing thing that happened during one of my osteopathy sessions. Well, I have one word for you: bootyshake… Bootyshake is not supposed to be what you do in an osteopathy…read more

S.A.R.C.O.M.A

Give me an S! Give me an A! Give me the rest of the letters in SARCOMA! And what do you get?! A pesky little cancer that grows in soft and connective tissues and nerves! Yes, that’s right, today’s post will be all about sarcoma!

Squids, Hugs & Pugs

Last night I went to bed with a smile on my face, breathing out a sigh of pure contentment, because I felt normal. And I felt fantastic.

The Princess and the Pee

This morning was tough, but tonight I am feeling brighter. I woke up, bleary eyed and nervous at half past six because today was the day they were taking my catheter out.

Freedom!

Wahoooooo!! I am home!! 

Post-Op Reflections

It has taken me a long time to be able to write this post, and although for the first eight days this was due to me being physically unable, for the majority of the time since leaving intensive care it has been because, each time I have picked up my tablet, mentally I have been…read more