The highs and lows of living with a brain tumour.
For all my wanging on about this being a real time blog about having a brain tumour and what it's like to undergo treatment, I've left it way too late to write this post, but then when I decided on a real time blog I a) didn't realise how little would actually happen during treatment;... Continue Reading →
As chemo cycle 3 loomed, I began to sleep less and worry more, until I came to a stunning realisation: I don't like chemo. As revelations go, it's not up there with Archimedes or Newton's; it was designed to be a medical treatment, not a barrel of laughs, but thus far I had been steadfastly... Continue Reading →
Not today, Satan. Not today. 