When I gave my late husband, Mick, a pair of thongs (flip-flops) for Christmas I had no idea that they would become one of the most loathed objects in my life. So much so, that three and half years later when Mick died from brain cancer, I immediately collected the thongs and hurled them into... Continue Reading →
It took me several years to acknowledge the residual anger that I had following the diagnosis of my husband with brain cancer and his eventual death. I was a young widow with two young children and the life that I had envisaged was no longer possible. I had layer upon layer of anger that I resisted expressing.... Continue Reading →
There is a time and place for remedies - But remedies can not cure cancer! I use remedies, nutrition and alternative medicine for my own healing and health. They help nourish, soothe and calm my body, mind and spirit. For a cancer patient, they also provide provide comfort and hope that you are doing all you can to make your... Continue Reading →
I've never really been a fan of rollercoasters. Perhaps it is the anticipatory fear, the lack of control, the jolts. Sometimes when you ride a rollercoaster there is section where the ride flattens out and you coast along collecting your wits and stabilising breath - but in the back of your mind you know that... Continue Reading →
The first appointment with the Brain Surgeon. Some key facts about brain cancer. "My husband became a patient focused on survival and I became his carer".