As some of you may have been aware last month was a particularly difficult one for a fellow blogger, the lovely Emma Day from Crazy With Twins. Emma was diagnosed with thyroid cancer which required a period of isolation whilst she received radiotherapy treatment and, perhaps even more difficult, a recovery period where she was not allowed within several metres of her babies until all the radioactivity was out of her system. Thankfully, fighter that she is, she was able to kick it all out of her system sooner than expected and is back in the arms of her family. Having had the pleasure ...
Lymphatic Cancer Awareness Week: 10th-16th September 2012
Lymphatic Cancer Awareness Week takes place from 10 to 16 September, and aims to raise awareness of lymphoma, the UK’s fifth most common cancer. Lovely mummy blogger Roz from 'Life, Love and Lollipops' was diagnosed with Hodgkins lymphoma when her eldest child was just eight months old. This was what brought her to blogging. The Lymphoma Association have been a great support to Roz and she, in turn, is trying to raise awareness of their work and the disease this week. The Lymphoma Association, the UK’s only specialist charity which provides information and support to anyone affected by ...
Mum of One Will Race for Life: Cancer Research UK
Every two minutes someone in the UK is told they have cancer. Every TWO minutes. As long as it takes to boil the kettle. For the lucky ones those minutes might mean a cup of tea. For the unlucky, the unthinkable. Cancer Research UK are continually striving to prevent, diagnose and treat all forms of cancer, and they have saved millions of lives. But they need our help. They need funding. Race for Life is the UK’s biggest fight against cancer and the largest women-only fundraising event in the UK. Since Race for Life started in 1994, an incredible six million participants have ...
Death…
Pretty awful title I know. Is it distasteful to blog about death? I am not sure. I recently lost an uncle to lung-cancer. He had been a confirmed smoker, drinker, and perhaps partaker of other substances for all of his adult life. He was the youngest boy of a family of seven children, second youngest overall. You could say he was a 'black-sheep'...but he was loved. Loved by his parents, loved by his siblings, and loved at times by us, his nephews and nieces. He was also a total pain in the arse to all of the above on many occasions when a little too much drink was in him. He ...