Monday, 23 August 2010


The dictionary definition of 'August' being the eighth month. Take away the capital 'a' and you have 'inspiring respect' which is something I'm quite conscious I did three years ago but haven't done this time around. I guess I've inspired quite a bit of fear :( I'm working on changing things around.

At the beginning of the month I had my sixth (or twelfth depending on what you're counting) chemotherapy. It's been one hell of a long nine months; my first chemo being two days before Christmas, my last being one day before my birthday - I sure know how to celebrate.

Now the treatment's over (I still have Herceptin and Zolydronic Acid every three weeks, taken intravenously so requiring a hospital visit) I can get on with the rest of my life. My blogs this year haven't been fun reading I know, that's going to change.

Meanwhile, I'll hand over to the (somewhat unlikely) pen of Agatha Christie:

"I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing."

Thanks Agatha, I couldn't have put it any better myself :)