Category: Past Member’s Musings

Lyn – A conversation

Posted August 5, 2014, in

21-9-03 Conversation #1 “I have a really bad back” I say, staring past the young lady Doctor I have chosen because she has the same name as my best friend. I have to take a deep breath because there is no point in coming here unless I screw up my courage to add “and I…

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A Brand New Day

Posted August 5, 2014, in

The dawning of a brand new day as out of bed I climb. I’ve found since I got breast cancer, I’m pretty short of time.I’d love to accept invites, but my friends don’t have a clue I’m just so bloody busy with the things I have to do. First task I’m in the kitchen with…

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Thoughts from the group – On being positive

Posted July 16, 2014, in

Many women in the group express frustration at being told to be positive, as it implies there is no place for feelings of sadness, anger or fear. Within the group women are are encouraged to express whatever they may be feeling and are supported to do so. For many, the group is one of the…

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What can I say?

Posted April 25, 2013, in

Have you ever come across someone going through a time of grief or sadness, and not known  what to say?  Have you felt uncomfortable and found it easier to say nothing at all?  Pretend it hadn’t happened, or even avoided the person?  Me too. But now I have been on the other side of the…

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Walks with Seiko

Posted July 30, 2012, in

Return to Memory Box I love her and she loves me. For the past twelve years Seiko and I have been constant companions. The bond between us is powerful and not fully understood. Her cataract-clouded eyes shine green in the light these days, but she can still sense when I am in need of her….

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Talking on Tuesdays

Posted July 30, 2012, in

Return to Memory Box It’s Tuesday, so I do what I always do on a Tuesday. I get up and take my morphine and, to ward off the dreaded constipation, its ‘sad little mate’, coloxyl and senna. I shower and rub on the cream that has almost vanished the horrific burn I copped from the…

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Probably Nothing

Posted July 30, 2012, in

Return to Memory Box I remember the moment I discovered the first lump in my breast. I was at Phil’s unit for the long weekend. He lived in Sydney, and I in Brisbane. We were commuting regularly to spend time with each other, enjoying our romance. In hindsight, it was just as well I was…

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It Would Be Nice

Posted October 18, 2011, in

It Would Be Nice It would be nice to have a cleavage It would be nice to be able to bend forward without worrying Using your hand over your chest or a shirt tight around your neck It would probably be nice to see a hairdresser and use colour and wear a bikini in summer…

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On being a “Survivor”

Posted September 9, 2011, in

One group member recently reflected on words and phrases that she and many women with secondary breast cancer find unhelpful. She writes On being a “Survivor” “The other phrase I have difficulty with is “Survivor”.  I personally have never referred to myself as a “Survivor”.  If I ever feel the need to label myself or…

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Acts of Kindness

Posted April 19, 2011, in

One of the surprises in our BC journey ( and there are many good ones ), is experiencing the “random acts of kindness” that are often showered upon us when we least expect them and usually when we need them most.To think that an extremely busy, talented friend would take the time,materials etc to create…

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