A friend posted this on FB yesterday – and of course it is totally apt. And I do really think the woman in the picture is incredible. So, apologies for the soppy shit, but hey – I have cancer, I’m allowed. And boy, am I going to abuse that sentiment as much as possible –…

May well be what sends me over the edge today. I have quite literally been counting down the hours until I see the man…with lots of talk about collapsing in a heap, feeling safe and well, other stuff I don’t need to list here. I was due to land at 1445, he is meeting me…

Perhaps I should rename this blog ‘just’….funnily enough, read a story yesterday about how women should not use the word ‘just’ if they want to be respected – professionally that is. And actually, I get that – I often use it in a work context and it is often disempowering and pseudo apologetic. However, not…

Just my two friendly local lumps. Yipppppeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!

Not the most pleasant test in the world. Utterly surreal scanning place…more on that later…would be lying if I said I wasn’t terrified right now.  Need to laugh now more than ever.  So – as I just wrote to the man – I will either be hysterical or celebrating in a few hours…and yes, the…

PETCT scan is on this morning apparently…I found out at 11pm last night. Clearly the army is behind me. And I head back to the UK in 2 days. Which is good – I am so bloody tired and tired of being alone now. I needed it, needed this work and space to cope and…

My doc called me back today, to say that the injectable radiation stuff hadn’t been delivered by the army. Of course it hadn’t. I swear you couldn’t make it up. So – tomorrow I try again in the morning (the Islamic conversion plot becoming more believable since this will be day 2 of semi fasting)…

I was on my way…and it was cancelled. Apparently the stuff they inject you with has not been supplied today and they hope it will be by tomorrow – and its a problem across Amman…perhaps it is used in secret weapon making as well and has been banned. I did mention rollercoaster ride, right. For…

Well, I think I will get the results this afternoon…my ISIS NBF said that the results take a few hours and then to come to his office on the afternoon of the test. However, in my experience, things are rarely as they seem when it comes to timings in the Middle East so lets see…….

I walk into the oncologist’s office, with my colleague, Ahmad from work. The colleague who I have met once before last week and really only this week…who has, fortunately for him in terms of having to deal with me, set up all the mental health and psycho social programmes in Jordan for IMC. The point…

Things that are wonderful in my life: 1. An abundance of love. 2. Literally everywhere I turn, all around me, someone to lean on, to love, to feel loved, to listen to me, to ask for help and support. 3. These are obviously not in order of priority – since this one is my children….

Which apparently is the answer to it all.  We know that love and friends are the way to go, but adding a steak to the mix seems to be the winning combination. Feeling so much better – welcome back to the love, hope, joy, laughter and belief all will be well.