It has been a long time since I last wrote anything on here so I do apologise to my followers who have visited my blog. Much has happened over the last three years.

In January 2017 I was diagnosed with breast cancer. This was certainly a shock but should not have been a surprise as, according to my female doctor at the time, nine per cent of all women will develope some form of breast cancer in their life.  Six weeks later I was in theatre having half my right breast removed, the remainder of the breast reconstructed and sixteen lymph nodes removed. Quite a lot to undergo in one long operation!  Once home from hospital I was able to continue  work in short spells on my bedding plants. Apart from the general pain, the worst thing was remembering to pick up and carry the drainage bag that was stitched into my surgey incision under my arm. Eight weeks later when feeling much better I was considered well enough to start a course of Chemo. Enduring this with all its side-effects was horrendous. I have never felt so ill and feeble in my life. In the autumn, when a liitle stronger and getting over the horrid drugs I had a three week course of radiotherapy. The effects from this were minimal and in December, on my visit to the breast clinic, my surgeon was most pleased with my recovery and progress.

I now have check-ups and tests on an annual basis and count my blessings when I remain clear from the cancer. I do feel almost as good as I did pre surgery but it took over a year before the effects of the chemo abated and I regaind my strength.

Last year was again very eventful but for very different reasons. I will tell you more about that next time.