This post a long overdue update about the results of my most recent surgery in October 2016 - yes I know, I know - VERY overdue update! It contains some post surgery images, so if that ain't your bag, look away now... Some people may also be surprised that I've included photos of my 'boobs' in this blog post. To be clear - I no longer have boobs in the conventional sense. I also have no nipples. My 'foobs' serve absolutely no purpose apart from being cosmetic. They have no sexual or functional purpose (e.g. breastfeeding). To me, they are just silicone appendages, so from that aspect, showin ..read more

Just a quick update from me. After what seems like FOREVER (OK - seven months) I'm finally due to have my expander implants exchanged for permanent, ones on Thursday, provided no trifling elements like antibiotic resistant superbugs get in the way. The last appointment I had with my plastic surgeon was a few weeks ago when I discovered that my left expander had this time managed to completely flip over. Not content with doing a full 360 turn, it had now decided it preferred facing my rib cage than my pectoral muscle. Because it was also uncomfortable due to the metal port banging on my ribs ..read more

In the wake of yet another guy arranging a date with me and then treating me to radio silence as it draws near, I needed to write this blog post to get things off my (fake) chest. Apologies in advance for the ranty nature of this piece of writing, but to be honest I think it's justified. People quite often ask me why I bother even trying to date: 'Ah, you don't need to worry about that'. 'Does that really matter in the grand scheme of things?' 'That's the last thing you need right now'. For some reason, many people feel that I shouldn't want or need the things that 'normal' people do ..read more

Foreword: This is a bit of a nerve wracking post for me as it includes photos of me in my underkecks. However, I didn't feel I could write a fully genuine and helpful post about post mastectomy underwear without actually showing what it looks like on areal person! So, that is purely what the photos are for. Not for titillation or compliments. Just me, doing ma thang -  and hopefully helping others in a similar situation whilst doing it! Well it's finally happened! I'm being paid for my blog! Well kind of. Ish. I was contacted last week by a PR company on behalf of Amoena, a company whi ..read more

After my third operation in 18 months, I now have no real breast tissue to speak of. I'm just like Angelina Jolie. Though without the beauty, fame, money and gorgeous husband. Obviously. I'm not a BRCA mutation carrier like Ange, however based on my age and the fact I have already had breast cancer, the geneticist I saw in 2014 put my lifetime risk of a new breast cancer at 25%. This is twice that of the average women in the general population. Based on this, psychological (the constant at worry of finding new lumps and bumps) and aesthetic reasons, I argued my case for a preventative ma ..read more

After a brief foray back in to the ridiculous world of online dating, I felt that I wanted to write a post with a different flavour than my usual ones. It is quite possible I have had the worst luck over the last nine months with internet dating. I seem to be a total pillock magnet (Me? Bitter? Never!). Also, as a woman living with a life threatening disease which has irreversibly altered my body, I get to experience pillocks of the extra special variety. Oh yes, the right man may come along one day and change my mind - blah, blah -but until then I reserve the right to be completely sceptical ..read more

On Friday I attended my fourth Christmas party of the season- my office Christmas party. Last year I attended this do feeling incredibly tired and ill and with a big fat steroid face, as it was four days after my last chemotherapy treatment. Needless to say, this year I felt a whole lot better, not least because the year previously I'd been wondering whether I would actually be alive to see this Christmas. However, one of the main reasons for my good mood was my secret Santa gift. As well as a gorgeous silk scarf, I also received what it possibly the nicest and sweetest letter I have ever ha ..read more

I'm fed up of being in pain. I'm sick of hot flushes and being menopausal at 33 years old. I'm tired of having a deformed body and hating my reflection in the mirror. I'm sick of cancer taking my friends. I've had enough of side effects. I'm tired of aches and pains. I'm sick of anxiety and worry. I'm fed up of my friends getting bad news after bad news. I'm tired of men treating me like a leper. I'm sick of feeling unloveable. I'm fed up of feeling fat and ugly. I'm sick of  being told ' well does that really matter in the grand scheme of things?' I'm tired of brain fog and m ..read more

A couple of weeks ago I went on holiday by myself. It was something that I deliberated over and took me slightly out of my comfort zone. I've travelled in Thailand alone but travelling is a different animal. There are lots of people navigating places like South East Asia alone and inevitably you end up meeting like minded people to hang out with during your stay. Most of my friends are married, have long terms boyfriends or children. Or all three. Therefore a holiday companion was not forthcoming. It was either a case of go it alone or not go at all. After the last year I was completely despe ..read more

I just wanted to write a post updating on my progress regarding my fundraising challenge.  As some of you may have read in my last post, I set myself a challenge of running 150 miles between the beginning of August and the 18th of October, including the Birmingham Half Marathon to raise money for Breast Cancer Care and Breast Cancer Now. I am very pleased to say that so far I have completed just over 132 miles and there is still just under four weeks to go till the half marathon! I'm hoping to smash the 150 target this week and I'm aiming to do at least 200 miles altogether. Fingers cro ..read more