Half a Life

My first post of 2018 and it’s nearly over!

16 years, or half of my life ago I walked into a room with a Doctor and my parents to see them both crying so I knew it wasn’t good news!

I was told I had ALL (Acute lymphoblastic leukaemia) and chemotherapy was going to start the following week.

It was a Friday and I think it was Children In Need night but other than that I don’t remember much else from that day (I blame chemo brain, but more likely alcohol brain!).

Fast forward three years and I had finished my treatment and could then start to live a ‘normal’ life (I’m not even going to pretend I was normal to start with).

I could fill this post with clichés but the experience definitely has had an impact on my life, I 100% value time spent and experiences with family and friends over anything you can buy (which is why I spend all of my money on seeing comedians and rum rather than proper grown up adult stuff like saving for a house, whoops!).

So yea, another year and another post I feel a bit obliged to post, but the day certainly does make me recollect and realise quite how lucky I am!  I do joke a hell of a lot, often in times when I really shouldn’t but I am one of the lucky ones, I know and I’m sure everyone knows someone who isn’t/wasn’t quite so lucky, so to throw one of those good ol’ clichés out there, live life to the full!

Ended up just rambling as usual, have actually posted some proper posts about this on previous leukaemiaversaries (what do you mean it’s not a word?!?) if you’re interested: