Needing a wee, pushing, awaiting the magic of the catheter where the feeling disappears as the liquid goes down the tube into the bag, I’m suddenly soaked with warm water. It’s all over my legs and tummy, the sheets and duvet. Oh no. Ringing my buzzer, I’m shaking. This is horrible. The nurse comes […]
“Hello Tanya,” my plastic surgeon says, beaming his huge smile. “How are you?” “It’s been ages,” I say, smiling back at him, sitting at the desk opposite him. “It’s nice to see you.” “Have you been keeping well?” He says. “So, I’ve got to have some more surgery,” I say. “Yes, I’ve been talking […]
“This is just a trial run, to make sure we’ve set everything up correctly,” the nurse says. She has pink and gold streaks in her hair. I’m lying on my back and the white tunnel of the CT scanner is in front of me. It moves towards me. It’s cold in here, […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 