PLAY-PLAX CHIC

Clearing out the loft last summer I came across some old toys that I used to play with; one of them being Play-Plax. I just fell in love with them all over again so what better way to spend a Sunday afternoon than to put them on my head.

THE MENDI

This is something that has been on my mind for a long time and I am so pleased that I have finally been able to do it. My earliest memories of using Mendi/Henna is of sitting in front of the television when I was younger and drawing on my skin with Mendi on my legs, arms and hands and ending up with an amalgamation of designs and prints all over my body. I just remember having to do P.E at school and the teacher just staring at my legs and arms instead of watching what everyone was doing. To be honest I don’t know how I am not tattooed all over! But in case you were thinking I was not able to do this but rather my Aunts Jayu and Poppy spending at least 2 hours drawing on my head only for the Mendi to not actually take. It was so unfortunate that the Mendi didn’t stain but it’s just another excuse to do it again! Sorry Jayu and Poppy round two is just around the corner!!!

THE EYELASHES

Sitting in the Doctors lounge waiting for another appointment way back in June I knew deep down that the news was not going to be good. Finding an eyelash on my cheek I put it on my finger and gently blew it away with a wish. On that day I started something that I have been doing ever since. There is something hopeful about knowing that when there is nothing more you can do you can wish it better. As a child I did this for good luck as many of us did wishing that school would be closed or extra pocket money. It was a bit of fun, a bit of wishful thinking. As I started going through my treatment and meeting people at different stages of their treatment many people had a little faith in something whether it be a necklace, broach or pin something to hold on to when things got tough. As my hair fell out so did some of my lashes. I think I did most of my wishing then, well there were so many, but it must have worked as most of my lashes and eyebrows stayed in. It’s now January and I’ve had the blood test and the PET scan and today is the day I meet my consultant and find out what my future holds. Just do me a favour, next time you find an eyelash make sure you make a wish.

THE NEW YEAR

What a relief. I can now breathe. I thought that 2010 was never going to end and it couldn't have started any better. I am so pleased with my first hat of the year. A hat of party poppers and a head full of party string and the reflection of the great outdoors in the window is an indicator of where I will be this year. After six months of sitting on my bum I doubt I will be indoors for long. I love how my head looks like it is in the clouds as that is pretty much me at the moment. A new year, a new me maybe? we will soon see...

TO A DEAR FRIEND

Instead of a card this year I have decided to do something a little special!

I'VE FINISHED CHEMO

Leaving Chemo last Thursday gave me an array of feelings. First of all I couldn’t believe that I had gotten through twelve rounds of Chemo. Thinking to myself how quickly and at the same time how painstakingly slow six months have gone. Then came the realisation that I didn’t know what came next. Fear of the unknown often makes your mind wonder, this can be dangerous for a daydreamer like me. Other than a few tests in January to finally see the outcome of the Chemotherapy treatment - who knows what the next part of my journey is going to be. It could be Radiotherapy but I mustn’t forget that finishing Chemo is a massive step in itself. Although this is not the end of my treatment - merely just the beginning - I feel this is a definite step in the right direction. So how can I describe what I am feeling right now…I suppose I am happy but mostly holding my breath.

THE WATCHING EYES

When I’m out and about I am often in my own world. Glad to be away from the house, glad to have energy. I just think that I am my old self in my old clothes and my old life and for just a moment everything is fine. But then I take my hat off and I see one person, two, three, all starring. I don’t really mind the starring when I’m ready for it but on the odd occasion I do forget for a slight second what I’m going through, what I look like, and that’s the moment I find everything comes crashing back down to reality.