The title literally sums up my last few days and just shows the reality of life at the moment! Cryin’ Friday was the crying day. It wasn’t all bad, I had a lovely venture out for breaky with Harri & Emily in the Morning (thanks ladies 😘) but it was also bonfire night and usually one of my favourite nights of the year. I’m an autumn girly and absolutely love everything that comes with this time of year. With that in mind I wasn’t going to miss out on bonfire night although I

I started writing a blog post yesterday as I was all scrambled and in a funk (again 🙄) but it looks like it hasn’t saved. Probs for the best if I’m honest cos I spent most of the evening randomly crying and like the world owed me one. Good news is I’m over it now and today had been productive. Nuke vs Chop So, on Friday I had my appointment with the Thoracic surgeon to see what my options were. When I was in the waiting room the Dr asked if he minding if I was assessed by hi

Well after all the positivity on the last post I feel like a fraud writing this one. Today I’m in a big fat F’ing grump. I didn’t want to get up this morning and all day I’ve just wanted to go back there. I was supposed to go watch Jacks rugby match but even that didn’t get me out of the pit. And now I feel like a crap mum for not watching him (see how the spiral is starting). I had my zoladex injection on Friday (had this every month for the last 4 and a bit years) and I usu

How do I even start this one off?! So... I've got Metastatic Breast Cancer (otherwise known as Secondary Breast Cancer or Stage IV Breast Cancer). You might wanna get a brew and get comfy for this one cos its gonna be a long one, there's loads to catch up on (apparently this is a 7 min read!). I've literally sat with the laptop open so many times to try and write this and so much has changed everytime I've tried to do it I don't even know where to start anymore. Then my brain