Today. Mammogram, ultrasound, all clear Fucking amazing. I thought I wasn’t nervous, but bloody hell was I relieved after. Life is good

I got this yesterday to celebrate!  The upside down emoticon is my favourite, so the placement of this  one means I see it that way all the time.  It is landing. In fact, it has landed. This part of my life is over – I can close the door and move on now. Yes, I…

As Hayley pointed out, my breasts are neither worrying nor sinister. Always a relief.

So I got the all clear. All clear mammogram, all clear ultrasound, all clear rock hard boob to not replace the implant for now. And all clear pretty much overall – the lovely surgeon drew me a diagram with a vertical line denoting risk, and a horizontal line for time. For the first two years…

This afternoon. And an ultrasound – and back to the rooms where I heard good and bad news – its not where I was diagnosed initially, and I am pleased about that. That was in the stupid Homerton hospital – never bloody going back there! I will ask them today to not tell me anything…

I have no idea how long it has been since I have written on here – and equally no idea how long it will be until I write again ;). I wrote before in part because writing was so very helpful, cathartic for me when I was going through the hardest parts of my cancer…

Since I last posted.  A year ago this month since I finished chemo, around about now.  6 months since I left the UK.  9 days until I get back to London. And zero days until I feel like me again. The best news ever. I’m finally back. In 101 minor and major ways and all…

I am clearly now an expert since I have been here 4 days. Currently at the airport about to board my flight from Siem Reap to Sihanoukville. Which seems to be referred to as Sihanouk by Cambodians – let’s get rid of the French is all senses is,  I imagine, the thinking behind that.  …

On the plane to Cambodia – wondering if they will let me in. Last Friday at the British Embassy – 650 papers. Letter from my friend Francisco who I stay with in Bangkok, confirming I was staying with him. As the consulate had told me when I called them. ‘Do you have proof of his…

Trump is President. Just posted what I thought on FB, so won’t repeat it here. But holy fuck. Feels weird writing about me on a day like today….but I will. It’s a thing of mine – appropriate at times…to shut the fuck up when there are bigger things going on. But in my line of…

You just smile, be happy (waving hands around motions) and tell no-one. No tell friends, people just feel sorry for you. No tell anyone, be happy. Says Noi, who runs a little health food shop here. I reply, I don’t have cancer. You tell no-one. You don’t think about it, you no talk about it….

So, I have finally started writing what may or may not be my book at some point. Feels really good to have started. I’m doing short bursts on topics/times in my life – so like the first time I went to Mostar, a funny story about Mogadishu and my CEO etc etc. And I pulled…