The Dreaded Phone Call

Still feeling a little bit blurry headed after the 17th May Celebrations in Norway the day before (which, by the way was fab!) I struggled to comprehend the news that I had just received on the phone. The surgeon, that I had met with just a week earlier, had just called to let me know … Continue reading The Dreaded Phone Call

It will never be the perfect time…

Today I cried; something I’ve struggled to do for the past few months thanks to the antidepressants I’m taking. I've always been skeptical of taking such a thing, but over Christmas, my anxiety was getting progressively worse as I struggled to come to terms with the fact that I was walking around with a potentially … Continue reading It will never be the perfect time…

Deep throating a hose pipe…

Don't worry, this isn't an erotic blog post! I'm simply referring to what took place yesterday morning; my first Gastroscopy. Since I received my genetic test results in November, I have a mutation in the CDH1 gene, which can lead to Diffuse Gastric Cancer, I have been anticipating this procedure ever since. Mainly because I … Continue reading Deep throating a hose pipe…