A Little Earthquake
I’ve re-joined my gym again! I did it yesterday! I haven’t been yet! Because it means I have to go somewhere without my trusty, confidence boosting wig! 98 more words
2 days, 23 hours
3 days, 4 hours
Scars, Tears and Training Bras
“Hey, I haven’t seen you for ages, how are you?” Heather says. My Spin Cycling instructor, my favourite gym instructor. And, also, the one I never see these days as her class is the 9.15am Monday morning Spin. 245 more words
4 days, 18 hours
Today is your birthday. You would have been 53 today.
Being without your presence has broken my heart more than I can ever explain. You were diagnosed before me and you showed me how to roll with it. 728 more words
5 days, 20 hours
I usually don’t remember my dreams. This dream however, I did because it was vivid, real, and petrifying!
I woke up sweaty and my heart racing. 320 more words
In an exciting change to my routine, Hannah is meeting me at the gym. Am waiting on my exercise bike. The sky is blue again. 353 more words
Here I go again. The morning of treatment. Trying for treatment number 2. When I went last week I couldn’t have treatment. My white blood cell count was too low. 83 more words
1 week, 1 day