I’ve had a little time to reflect on this next post, I’ve just had another stint at the Royal Glamorgan all inclusive weight loss spa, I had to have an operation to drain another collection of goo from my side caused by the drain from the previous collection of goo. I know, attention seeking again! During this time, David (my rather wonderful husband) has been running around like blue arsed headless chicken after me and Jack (my equally rather wonderful son). Cancer isn’t just affecting me, it’s got its grip on everyone around me too. My nearest and dearest are caring for me in so many ways. Making sure I have clean clothes, that the shopping is done, that my meals are cooked and I’m fed, that I’m supported emotionally, that the house is clean and I’m taxied backwards and forwards to appointments. Friends are checking in on me and helping run Jack back and forth to various clubs when David or my Mum are at work. My Sister is keeping me grounded and reacts as only a sister can when...