Category Archives: Cancer
… well. So says my oncologist. That was Monday’s happy conversation. Things seen in Fitzroy Gardens on a walk, a sit and book read.
… arrive? Am sitting with a fair bit of anxiety at the moment, it hits me and sits like rocks in my stomach, weighing me down. I know what it is about, I thought it was a specific work thing … Continue reading
… write … yesterday I was meandering through Instagram as is my want … there was a photo with news that no one who has had cancer wanted to see. But what to write …. because it isn’t about me … Continue reading
… I went to a memorial service for a 49 year old woman who I knew, she was a parent of students at my previous school. It was a celebration of who she was but also terribly sad. Twenty seven … Continue reading
… you had a Pensive like Dumbledore … still sometimes I claw at words, grasping, trying to retrieve them from somewhere in my mind. I know they are there somewhere, I have used them before in different circumstances so they … Continue reading
… as safe now as you were before your diagnosis? What an interesting question … Before a thought is complete or a sentence fully uttered my brain flies into action, protecting … It was there hiding, lurking, growing, moving … … Continue reading
… and don’t you forget it!
… what actually happened and what I would advise others to do based on what happened … if that makes sense. Rocking backwards and forwards, just sitting, not doing anything, not going to work, not doing anything but worry, fret … Continue reading
… an exercise of writing from the perspective of someone else, proved easy and heartbreaking all at once. Broken Numb, silent and still … staring … silently screaming … now what? The telephone rang not long after I returned from … Continue reading