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I arrive at the Marianhill licensing department at 6:20am. There is already a queue of about 50 people long (not counting old or pregnant people who, rightfully so, get to […]

Hairy knees & Mom guilt

I’m sitting in my car waiting for the school to open so that I can fetch child one and two. I stare down at my knees and notice how hairy […]

Cortisone Musings & Ramblings

I’m writing this while being on my second to last cortisone high. It is 3am, I’ve been awake since 1am and the one thing I’d love to do right now […]

Vote For Me!

I’ve gone and entered the SA Blog awards. Because life is short and you only live once right? Please click on the badge to vote. It’s the big red dot […]

What is cancer really like?

This is not a pity post, and once again, if you leave me any sad messages I will unfriend you 🙂 I write this so that people will know what […]

Chemo Brain

A real short explanation as my brain hurts for anything too long or too complicated. Let me explain chemo brain. Chemo brain for me is like having to play a […]

This is a story you can tell

This is a story you can tell You: “This poor mom I heard about, a friend of a friend knows her whole story, she has three young kids and was […]

As simple as squashing a Mosquito

As I put my naked head down to sleep I can hear that determined little fecker. He is one relentless mosquito. Why could he not just go where all the […]

My most serious post ever

When you hear the word chemo, what do you think of? If you are one of my generation then you probably recall images from the movie ‘Dying Young’ (1991). A […]

Losing my shit

A post with lots of swear words and zero silver lining 8:20am The pharmacist is scurrying up and down like a nervous mouse. We make eye contact and her nose […]

Lessons from Cancer

Day 6 post chemo and I’m up at 4am to write. I’m definitely back to normal. It came suddenly, unexpectedly. This returning to normal. Like my friend Caroline said “the […]

The story of George

This is the story of George, the cancer that lives in my boob The weekend before we cut George out Writing this, I’m lying inside a tented structure with rain falling […]

Biopsies & Black Cats

If someone had to biopsy your parental journey, what would they see? Imagine they take a small sample, as they would from your breast or your thigh, and they send […]