I looked at Leanne and Ros and exclaimed “I should hate him right now, but it’s hard when he’s so damn nice!”
A quick check, took a lot longer than expected and when the door finally opened they both entered the room.
Agreed.
‘…and now, you’re up to date’ was a sign off I used for many years while reading news bulletins.
How great it is to find myself now using various forms of social media to keep those interested ‘up to date’ with what I’m working on!
As well as trading the mic & headphones for scissors and a sewing machine (or 4!), I’m learning all about building a website, photography & sharing the creative activities.
Dialling the Breast Specialist’s number, I take a deep breath. I’ve had a grossly uneasy feeling since December 16, but know Dr D’s been out of the country on his Christmas break.
He’ll know how to deal with this pea-sized, hard, gravel-like lump, sitting close to the medial edge of the implant on my right side.
It’s making me sick.
This time a year ago I was waking up from my fourth surgery. How excited I was to say goodbye to those awful tissue expanders and have the ‘new boobs’ in place. Of course at the time, I thought that was to be the last operation.
Anyway….
In thinking about another anniversary today I was looking back through some photos and found a few I haven’t shared from that time.
Below is another Dr D, this one is actually the gynaecologist who referred me to the Dr D who’s looked after the boob situation (confused?!).
I was laid up with a view of the entrance to the Maternity ward, when I saw him walk past. I was desperate to get his attention to say thank you. I wasn’t technically this Dr’s patient (my Gyno was out of town), I hadn’t had a consultation with him before so he had no prior knowledge of how determined I could be. Obviously he agreed to satisfy my demands for another opinion on my breast lumps, by sending me on to the other Dr D.
Thank goodness!
When this shot was taken, I’d said thank you many times over (and tried to explain to Mum that after so many others, this was the Dr who finally got me in to see a Breast Specialist). Dr D then told me how he read in disbelief the results of the lumpectomies. We discussed how his referral, had helped with an early diagnosis. Another, to whom I am forever indebted.
The photo below (taken just a little while after coming back from theatre) is one of my favourites with Mum. Despite all she was going through at this time, she’d made me some beautiful pink pj’s.

As I mentioned – October’s going to be a very busy month!
Here’s another speaking engagement;
Early Risers – Australia’s Largest Women’s Networking Breakfast
I’m used to doing the interviews – not being the subject of them!
That said, when approached to take part in a ‘positive, feel good’ story (just prior to the somewhat bland Federal Budget being handed down), I agreed.
Although a little hesitant at first, wondering whether my experience could or should fill a column or two in the Gold Coast Bulletin, I was assured that speaking out was a good thing to do. What I was given, was an opportunity to recount what had happened in the 12 months prior. Having been in broadcast media where everything’s on tape – us radio journo’s tend to get a little nervous at what the ‘print guys’ might publish!
Journalist Melanie Pilling knew what my life ‘before BC’ involved and was familiar with my voice delivering the news each morning. The interviews on the whole ‘boob experience’ were less about me being a ‘newsreader’ (the job which I was quite comfortable speaking about), than they were about me the ‘breast cancer survivor’. As photographers Kit and Kate lined up shots laughing at my jokes about the old ‘face for radio’, Mel spent countless hours going over the detail.
Here’s their work;
The fight of her life Gold Coast News goldcoast.com.au Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia
Breast Cancer awareness month is fast approaching. After my introduction to this in such a personal way last year, this year is shaping up to be even busier with speaking engagements.
Here’s one to kick start October;
These three women, through their work with Dr D, are an integral part of my ‘medical team’ – the two other important people missing from this shot are Dr D himself and Andrea. (both way too busy to be posing for happy snaps! Maybe I can get a shot at a future appointment..)
Perhaps the biggest thank you I can give them is to try and use this journey of mine, to make someone elses easier?