What can I say? This week has been one of the best weeks of my cancer journey. I was so very privileged to have been asked to write a small speech on Incurable but Treatable cancers for Macmillan’s Biggest Coffee Morning at the Houses of Parliament. W.O.W! 😮
I am still in shock. It was such an amazing day and despite being really nervous, I actually pulled it off and even surprised myself at how composed I was. I really wanted to get the message out there that it isn’t all magical after treatment stops, it isn’t easy to forget that you are living with something that will kill you.
Every glorious, happy event, and moments, you have are tinged with sadness at times “Will this be my last birthday? My last Christmas, the last time I get to celebrate New Year?” You try as hard as you can not to live like this however it is never far from your mind. Being able to say this In the Jubilee rooms at The Houses of Parliament was an absolute honour. It still feels like a dream.
Being able to spread and promote awareness and the actualities of living with a terminal cancer is such privilege. I have often wondered why I am still here? Why haven’t I died? Whats so special about me? I think I now know why? It is to help others, support others, be kind and compassionate towards others. To make this life the BEST life I can and in serving others, I have found that. WOW I am so fortunate to still be here. ❤️❤️
Anyways….As I am sure you have all seen the Speech at the Houses of Parliament so I won’t waffle on too much about it. (if you haven’t where have you been lol?) Other than really say a HUGE thank you to #Macmillan for allowing me to be there (still can’t believe it), Thank you to Lynda (the CEO of MM) Ben, Colin, Lucy….. for looking after myself, Tim and my Bestie Viv. It was really lovely to meet everyone and if I have missed anyone out it is because this stupid brain of mine doesn’t remember a lot these days, so sorry.
Its horrid getting old isn’t it? I think you know you are getting old when you have to “Google” how to spell words you know, you know how to spell but you just can’t remember how this very second!!! THIS is happening a lot to me recently. 😱
Oh gosh where was I? Oh this wonderful week.. I keep watching the speech and thinking I just cannot believe that that lady standing there so confident, holding a room full of people with something she has written herself…..oh bl##dy hell thats ME!! I just can’t believe how much I have grown, how strong I am, how funny I am? Have you ever really sat down an thought about who you actually are??
I then held a conversation with a Lord for goodness sake. Yes me, the foul mouthed sailor and I managed to express where my words had come from and why, without using swear words.? OMG I just can’t believe that that is me, but it is isn’t it?
Please believe me when I write and say how overwhelming it all is and to actually be making a difference. ITS FLIPPIN’ AMAZING! I don’t want to come across as bighearted because I’m genuinely not… Never In a million years did I ever think my life would have such a positive effect on others ❤️ this makes me happy
I had a lovely email from Colin yesterday asking me to speak at the annual “Britain Against Cancer” Conference in December….. OMG OMG OMG! OMG I am soon excited, nervous, in shock… how amazing. What an honour. Obviously after squealing and jumping up and down, I replied and said “Yes”. Someone pinch me now. He also said that he had never seen a reaction to a speech like mine… WOW… something I wrote actually had a huge effect on those people in that room.❤️
Also this week the #DyinginDignity campaign came out and I am heavily involved in this. You are all going to be sick of the sight of me soon sorry! So basically I want the choice on how I get to die. I believe that we should be allowed to end our own life if our quality of life will become unbearable. `for instance: with a terminal or life limiting illness in which we could suffer when actually.
This is hugely important to me, and to many others… please support us if you can and if you are against it, well that’s good too as this is a democracy and we are all allowed to have our own opinions.
I have just watched an advert and it was a cancer related one. I have a question… Why are we being patronised? I know they are trying to show us “cancer people” as people not as statistics but really… we aren’t all sad and upset. We aren’t all doom and gloom. More people now than ever before are living with a terminal diagnosis! Show us how we really are; laughing & joking, going to work, cleaning the loo’s because life has to go on with cancer.
Some of the adverts are so cheesy I really dislike them. Saying that I doubt I could think of anything better. Just an observation. I do love the little boy in the “Head, shoulders, cheese on toast” advert, he is a little sweetheart and I’m so glad to see a follow up advert showing that he is doing so well. ❤️
Well I think I have waffled on enough, thank you all for your lovely support and love… it makes such a wonderful difference to my life 😘
Love & hugs always 💜