Expectations.

What a complete pain in the arse they are. Why do we do it to ourselves? Why do we naturally set ourselves up with a whole load of expectations which rarely, if ever, match up. I have been guilty of this my whole life. I'm famous for my 'movie...

So I've been racking my brains for what to get my mum for Mother's Day. I could go down the token flowers/bubbles/smellies route (yawn) but the flowers will die, the bubbles will be drunk, probably quite quickly knowing Mum, and the smellies will be added to the heap that's currently...

Saturday 16 Feb - Valentine's weekend for many, operation number four for me. This time as part of the breast cancer reconstruction they were going to tackle as much of the symmetry issues as possible and hopefully give me a new nipple - it was a pretty big day, who...

Ah Valentines Weekend, here you are.

A weekend where everything seems to pass by in a bit of a dreamy loved up haze. For us ladies it's an opportunity for the men in our lives to pay special attention to us, to shower us with physical attention and an...

Recently someone told me that I had to keep writing and that I should keep being as honest as possible.

Whilst I wholeheartedly agreed, nodding repeatedly whilst sipping on my red wine, I was shamefully hiding the fact that sometimes it's hard to keep it up. Don't get me wrong...

"Um yes, I actually had a bye bye boobie party for my left breast. We made cookies in the shape of boobies, with little dolly mixture sweets on top, for the nipple..." - I can not believe these words are coming out of my mouth, but they are.

What's...

"Lefty...Is...REBORN!!! Screamed the Doctor, clutching his chest... "It's alive!!"

I kid you not, this actually happened.

Mum and I just starred at each other. Did that really just happen? Did he really just scream out "Lefty is reborn!" or is the morphine taking me to a whole new level...

Patience is a virtue, virtue is a grace, Grace is a girl who forgot to wash her face. Or so the saying went when I was nine.

It always kind of bothered me, why did Grace forget to wash her face? How do you forget to wash your face?...

Change. It's a funny old thing. I'm not very good at change. In fact, I hate it. I'm the kind of girl that likes things to stay just as they are... forever.

I've managed to ignore this fear of change for quite some time. In fact I've even given it...

Lonely.

Worried.

Broken.

Sad.

Weak.

Scared.

Guilty.

I'm pretty sure these aren't the motivational words rattling around our Olympians' heads right now, thank goodness, we'd be a pretty miserable sight if they were. These are the words written on my notepad. I stare at them, tears rolling down my cheek....

Pump up the jam, pump it up... while your feet are....something...and the jam is something else...

This is the song that comes in to my head every time I go to the hospital to get inflated. I have absolutely no control over it. It's absurd. I think there may be...

Why did I have to be such a loud mouth?

Why did I think that writing it all down would be such a good idea?

I mean it's one thing to keep a private diary but to put it all out there...just laid bare, every graphic detail, for all to...

You want to know this year's fashion must have...well, here it is - giant paper pants! Yep, it's as much a surprise to me as it is to you but there you have it. Massive, and I mean bigger than granny could ever had imagined, massive, paper pants are very,...

So I got a call to say my op had been postponed by a few days. At first I was a bit bummed out. I'd kind of been psyching myself up for D-day, or should that be C-Day?! But after a moments reflection and a little glance down at Lefty...

The shock of the C-Bomb stayed with me for quite a while... well truth be told it's still there, like some kind of weird evil monkey that just pops up. And pop up he does, all day, every day, I'm in the shower and he's there (pervert!), making a brew...

In the space of just one week my whole life has changed. It all happened one very normal day, just over a week ago, when someone dropped the C bomb.

Cancer.

Ok so let's rewind to that day and take this epic tale (you may need a cup of tea...