And how wonderful would it have been to have worn it for my first chemo?!? Wonder if I’ll have the guts to wear it for my second…. But who did send it?!?! I’m in The Man’s house but Hayley, somewhat confused, told me it arrived yesterday – I was cracking up laughing. So – it’s…

And I’m still alive! Well OK, we all knew I would be but allow me some drama…you know the line….I have cancer and all that. Yesterday was pretty hellish – starting from around 3.30am. BUT, the anti nausea meds worked, and are still working, wonders which had made all the difference. I can cope with…

So, as the Man pointed out, I will likely be bald and fat. Since I actually got the chemo I will of course get fat…eating a snack every 2 hours is recommended along with the anti nausea meds..:which must mean peanut M&M’s surely? Right now I feel like I’m stoned, hugely bloated and very tired….

I have however, so far: Got lost 3 times around the hospital Dealt with my consultant who was sadly rather dismissive, having been lovely the first time I met him Pissed myself laughing with Claire more than 3 times Been sent to accounts where there was general confusion and of course liberal doses of paper…

Or C-day (chemo)….or B-day (breast)….bugger, can’t think of one for A-day…. So yesterday I was chatting on skype chat to a wonderful work colleague based in Split (who knows I have cancer) – its been insane trying to get all in place for this delivery to Syria tomorrow (pushed back from today) and she has…

Two days to go – in fact, this time in 2 days I will have had my chemo and have an idea of what it’s all about. Those of you who are asking me details on the actual chemo session are making me laugh – I have no bloody idea either :). Will tell you…

Currently on the plane, we’ve just taken off from Amman. Only 45 mins late. Yesterday’s flight was apparently cancelled and a ton of people from that flight were jostling to get on this one – no guarantee they would get a seat – WTF?! Anyway – on my way back home to see the kids…

And my first chemo. We just got the date today from the transport company who go cross border. So as I sit with a drip in my arm in London I will be closely following the progress. Weird.  Feeling sad today and so very, very tired. Feeling sorry for myself would probably be more apt….

The start of my working week here, I leave to go back to London at the end of it – Friday 11th Sept. Yes, I am flying from the Middle East on 9/11 – on the plus side I imagine the flight will be quite empty…. My little children arrive back to the UK today after…

Plus sides of chemo….yes, I may end up bald but that means all over, right?!? 12 days until I start. But who’s counting  Still in Amman, still smitten, still working like mad, still wondering about the next phase of my life, still have cancer and still living with it. 

Yes, its all to do with The Man. He arrived Wednesday night and as per the title, I have been stupidly happy ever since. Consistently. I had a blip on Saturday, but going through it with him around made it so much less painful, not last as long, and reinforced the sense of being supported…

Yipppppeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! In case its not glaringly obvious, I am so incredibly happy – the countdown is on. 13 hours until he lands, likely delayed, so perhaps 14 hours. I will go the airport, despite him saying he may have to pretend he doesn’t know me if I sprint and throw myself at him at arrivals….