A Minimum of a Three Bag Day
I have got into a routine with my colostomy bag, changing it typically twice per day. I have to say that this takes far less time than I used to spend sat on the loo browsing the net on my […]
Pancaking
The contemplative mood has passed, just like an English summer’s day. So I feel that it is about time I got this blog back on track and returned to the topic of poo and bowels. Last week after my visit […]
It’s all change, I think
I find myself in a rather contemplative mood this morning, post second chemo dose. At this time of the year I am usually gearing up for the start of a new academic term. Some brave (others may say foolish) governing […]
Look How Perky You Are
I am constantly surprised by the surprise that people show when they meet me. Most who have heard about my situation, seem to be amazed that I am walking around, doing normal things and looking like me. In fact one […]
First Dose Done
So the first dose of chemotherapy has now coursed through my veins and I have been detached from my mobile pump and am free to frolic the hills and valleys of Somerset for a few days. No real ill-effects so far, […]
The Takeaway Takeaway
If I haven’t got enough angst in my life at the moment, to find out I should steer clear of takeaway foods whilst I am having chemotherapy, takes the fucking biscuit. I can live without soft cheeses, raw fish and […]