Discharged
I can't believe that it's almost a year since I was diagnosed with breast cancer. A lot has happened in that time.
Let’s talk about sex
I bet that title caught your eye, didn't it? Friends and family alert - I'm going to blog about the thing that no-one ever mentions after you've been diagnosed with breast cancer.
The Triathlon is over!
Today I finished radiotherapy. Let me say that again. Today, I finished radiotherapy!
Feeling hot, hot, hot
It was time to start the maintenance treatment - tablets and injections that will hopefully keep any lingering cancer cells fast asleep, and keep me around for as long as possible.
Who needs oestrogen?
So I've completed my breast cancer triathlon, but it's not the end of the journey. My breast cancer is sensitive to oestrogen. This means that the oestrogen I produce could stimulate any remaining cancer cells to grow and spread.
Just radiotherapy to go
I'm finally getting to the 'run' stage of my breast cancer triathlon swim/bike/run analogy - radiotherapy. Many women who have a mastectomy don't need radiotherapy.
Waiting for radiotherapy
It's been about 6 weeks since I last wrote about my recovery after surgery for breast cancer. My main problem was cording, where tight bands form just underneath the skin, running along your arm to your elbow, stopping you from moving your arm properly.
How long have I got?
Before I was diagnosed with breast cancer, I didn't really think about my own mortality.
Knowledge is power…or is it?
Throughout the majority of my treatment, I've not asked many questions about the choices I've been offered.
Recovering again
I woke up from my second operation back on the ward, in the same side room as my last op, feeling a bit sore and a bit dopey, just like last time.
