Life goes on and on and on.

It's been a while, but I am back!

Now I am fully aware that I have gone a bit "off the radar" in terms of blog posts, but boy-oh-boy have I been busy! With lots of amazing stuff, plus a few crap times. So come with me now as I take you through the journey that has been the last month and a half in the life of me...

Firstly, we need to talk about radiotherapy. Mainly just to say that I kicked that bad boy in the butt! My last session was the 4th October and I cannot be happier to have finished. I do have to say a huge, well deserved THANK YOU to the team on machine LA9 at Mount Vernon - if you ever read this just know that you are truly fantastic people who made this very nervous person feel more than relaxed. Muchas gracias, bloody awesome team.

Here comes one of the crappy times though, unfortunately. After radiotherapy had finished, my body decided to let me down AGAIN (was cancer not enough, body? Eh?) and my skin in the area where I had radiotherapy broke down massively and incredibly painfully. I don't think you need me to tell you that it sucked and more tears were shed; I'm pretty sure I have cried so much throughout this whole ordeal that I should resemble a raisin. Luckily for me the GP gave me lots of dressings and it has now cleared up! Hurrah! So it was crap but now it is not! Story of my life I think?

I imagine that you want to know what I've done with myself since finishing treatment, right? Living it up is the answer pretty much. I've been to two incredibly beautiful weddings, for one of which I have to give a shout-out to my very lovely friend Julia for allowing me to have the privilege of being her bridesmaid. Love you Ju! Here's a photo (everyone loves a wedding photo, right?):

Doesn't she look beautiful? And my wig stayed on even though it was quite windy, so that is a triumphant win for me!
I've also been to a little festival with my besties which was organised by the charity Coppafeel (if you don't know them, please google them - and check your boobs ladies!) where I got winked at by Matt Willis and we met Lauren Laverne (who definitely isn't Sarah Cox, looking at you Lynzy!) in the toilets! Awesome times!
Finally (I know, I have been a little busy!) I went on an epic holiday to Devon with my close family and had the most amazing week. Cheers fam, you awesome people you. 
What's that you say? You wonder what my nieces and nephews look like now? Well wonder no longer, because I have a photo for you:

Here they are! Here's Hattie, Rory, Evie and Henry! A whole bundle of cute craziness and I wouldn't change any of them for the world.

So, all in all, it's been a pretty spectacular month. However the time has come for me to go back to work and I have a meeting next week to sort out how that is going to go down; if any of my work colleagues are reading this then I will see you soon! I'm split about going back though; half of me craves the normality and the other half is addicted to daytime TV. Unfortunately watching Loose Women doesn't pay my bills, so the normality half wins. Wish me luck!

Finally, a little hair update for you all - it's growing back!! For my head, eyebrows and eyelashes this is awesome news, however for the rest of my body this is not quite so welcome. Also, my hair missed me so much apparently that it has decided to grow back with A VENGEANCE; I know you don't really want this image but I'm now halfway to becoming an actual gorilla. On the plus side, at least it is winter and the extra layer will keep me nice and toasty. Everything has a bright side, amiright?

In view of this hair miracle I have also now decided to go sans wig (except for incredibly special occasions). To get you all prepared, here is a heavily filtered photo of my current look:

I know right? Three photos in one blog post? Insanity! Also please ignore the red line on my fivehead - I had been wearing my wig that day and it loves to leave a mark, that is just one of the many reasons why I've decided to ditch it. So that's my face and head (and ears!!) - deal with it, ok? I know I have.

So Meg out for now team. I will update you with my transition into normal, post-cancer life soon, I promise to keep writing if you promise to keep reading. Also, if you'll allow me a little self-congratulatory moment, I have battled cancer and I bloody well won! I've been so busy jumping from one treatment stage to the other that I've never appreciated that fact. I am fecking awesome!

Peace out, blog fans.

Love, Meg xx

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All about the eggs.

So, it's been a while...

Hello again blog readers! Firstly I would like to apologise for not posting for a little while; I am loving this whole blog thing but unfortunately I didn't have any particularly juicy updates for you (I will explain why a little bit later). I wasn't sure people wanted to hear about my general day, which would have included highlights such as "Today I treated myself to a bath instead of a shower - crazy times!" and "The train to work was slightly quieter today meaning I got a seat - I am winning!". So I thought I'd save you from reading delightful tidbits like those. This time I actually have news, so read on blog fans!

Now before I update you on the truly fascinating world of cancer treatment I need to tell you about something bloody fantastic that happened on Friday - my amazing sister gave birth to a little boy! I now have a nephew! Introducing baby Rory:

There he is, isn't he cute? There I am too, but let's just ignore my pale and pasty face shall we? I'm posting this because a) I'm super excited and proud of my sister and her husband and b) he is now my reminder that, despite cancer's best efforts, life still goes on. There's no point having my life on pause because it means that I miss out on amazing things like this. So yeah, I'm a pretty proud Auntie right now.

OK so back to the whole cancer thing. Before I go on I just want to put a little disclaimer: if you are a person who is anyway offended/disgusted by anyone discussing a woman's period then I recommend that you skip the next paragraph as that is what I will be talking about. You will know that the person I am describing is you if you found yourself wincing when you read the word "period". Do yourself a favour, skip the next bit.

There is a reason I'm talking about my monthly "gift" (I'm not just a weirdo who drops it into conversation, OK?) - when I last posted I was waiting to start my pre-chemo fertility treatment and egg harvesting; waiting is the important word here, I had all the medication and had to start this on the second day of my period. Apparently my body heard this and thought "we've already given her the stress of cancer, now let's be extra-special jerks and make her wait two extra weeks for her period". That happened, thanks uterus. Fast forward through major stresses (including a freak out at work; huge thank you to my fellow Midwives for calming me down that day and I'm very very sorry!) and it has finally come. If 'my period was late but now it's here' parties aren't a thing then they bloody well should be.

If you skipped that paragraph then a big welcome back to the stress that is my life. So now here I am, day six of my daily injections -lucky me, right? Today I had a scan which found that things are progressing nicely and as to be expected (I'm sure nobody wants the ins and outs of what exactly is happening with my ovaries, if you do then feel free to message me and I will give you a blow-by-blow account of fertility treatment) So this evening I started a second injection that goes with the first. Yay! Before all this I often hoped I would be injecting myself twice daily; now all my wishes have come true! Next comes a scan every other day until they determine that my eggs are ready to be "harvested"; tune in for that installment, it will be thrilling! I have to give a big shout-out to anyone who has ever gone through all this fertility treatment without complaining publicly; kudos to every one of you ladies, you are awesome and should be mighty proud of yourselves. For myself, I just can't wait for it to be over; although over means that chemo begins so maybe I'll just stay in fertility land forever? There's babies and stuff, it's pretty nice here.

Tah dah! That's my life so far. I hoped you enjoyed reading my update and would like to continue on my journey with me. I would really appreciate it if you did; it's nice to know there's people out there reading my terrible attempts at humour and (hopefully) chuckling to themselves a little bit. That's enough for me!

Also, I can't end this update without naming a very lovely man called Keith who works at Mount Vernon. This genuine beaut of a man stepped up and re-arranged my chemo dates for me (I had to push them back due to the whole period debacle) without a single complaint. If you ever need chemo, and from the bottom of my soul I wish that none of you ever do, then I hope he is the man you deal with. I think I love him a little bit. Thanks awesome Keith from Mount Vernon.

So, most important thing to remember from this update is this: fun Auntie Meg has a new nephew! Oh and there was that stuff about fertility, but just look at his face one more time - isn't he lovely?

Peace out blog fans.

Love, Meg xx

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