When the news broke of Carl Ikeme's retirement from professional football in August last year it really struck a cord with me because I too have been struggling with the after effects of the brutal treatment needed to achieve remission from Acute Leukaemia.
At the Bloodwise Impact Day in September 2018 Dr Farhat Khanim was one of the research scientists who had agreed to share their current work with the attendees. She is a Bloodwise funded scientist who is wonderfully passionate about her work and fully believes in the research they are doing. I decided to write this… Continue reading Blood Cancer Research at Bloodwise – How existing drugs could potentially be used to fight blood cancer
Even when the war was over their elation must have been tinged with sadness at the loss of many friends who'd become their world in those wretched, never ending days. The relief of knowing you'd be going home, finally leaving behind those distressing scenes, to the arms of your loved ones only to find it all blemished by survivor guilt and flashbacks.
This is a great blog about how it feels to be ill after a Cancer diagnosis… words I totally understand
What do you do, when your favourite place is also your absolute worst? When I remember having cancer I am always in one of two places. One (as you would expect) is the hospital, the other is in bed at home. Both were accompanied by dark emotions of fear, anxiety and discomfort — physical and mental.
Although it was more comfortable being in bed at home, it was also scarier. The security of having medical staff, diagnostic tools and the (seriously good) painkillers nearby would be stripped away and I would feel so much more vulnerable. I couldn’t press a little buzzer and say to someone within a matter of moments; Is this normal? Should I be concerned? I think something is wrong. I had to determine those things on my own and would be constantly double guessing my own judgement.
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Has your friend been diagnosed with cancer? Are you finding it hard to know how to support them and want to know more about how they are feeling? The effects of a cancer diagnosis do not end once treatment ends... this is a big misconception that survivors want you to know. The fall out goes… Continue reading How do I support a friend with Cancer? Once treatment ends…
I've put this together from the patient's and family's perspective because we have been through it and because when it happened to us this type of post would have been extremely helpful. What happens when you are diagnosed with acute Myeloid Leukaemia or indeed any acute leukaemia? What does it mean? What happens next?
If like me you’re interested in history, particularly WW1, this is such an inspirational & interesting story
Edith Cavell died at dawn on 12 October 1915 at Tir National firing range, Brussels. Her statue, near Trafalgar Square, London, England, bears the words she spoke the night before her death; ‘Patriotism is not enough, I must have no hatred or bitterness for anyone.’ There are few statues of non-royal women in the country and the fact that there is one of Edith, and in such a prominent position, demonstrates the impact her death had during wartime. Her sacrifice for others radiated the calibre of a woman who not only nursed allies and enemies alike but also helped around 200 allied soldiers escape war-torn Belgium.
Edith Cavell was born on 4 December 1865 and was a rector’s daughter from Swardeston, near Norwich, England. She had worked as a governess in Belgium before deciding to train as a nurse in London. She then worked in several English city hospitals before…
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This life quote is by far one of my favourites since I've been in remission from acute Leukaemia because it really sums up the journey I've been on. During the brutal treatment which meant 6 months as a hospital in patient my life certainly felt bleak and grey with little hope of any reprieve. Yet… Continue reading Need inspiration? A Life Quote to inspire you on those tough days