Just a few words, not a spiel.

As many of you will know by now, around the festive period of last year I received the worst news imaginable and was diagnosed with a rare type of cancerous tumour, a ewings-like sarcoma in my hip on January 3rd 2018. As you can imagine, this news was extremely hard for me to come to terms with but my family and friends have been there for me through thick and thin. 

Since diagnosis and the initial disbelief of my situation, I have been going through treatment which is scheduled to last for approximately one year, putting my life on pause. This treatment consists of fourteen cycles of chemotherapy, during which I will also have surgery for my tumour to be removed. Chemotherapy every three weeks is extremely gruelling and draining, it essentially involves me travelling into the Teenage cancer unit at the Western General hospital for around 4 days, to be pumped full of what is essentially, for me, life-saving drugs. This leaves me extremely tired and fatigued, taking the best part of a week to get back on my own two feet and regain an appetite. Even lost my bloody hair.

The care I receive in the teenage cancer unit is second-to-none. From the small things such as no restrictions on visiting hours to the more luxury matters of my own en-suite and sky sports in the room, I can assure you that the work and facilities put in place by the Teenage Cancer trust most definitely makes something so horrid, all the more endurable.

Anyway, as an attempt to raise funds for the Teenage cancer trust, my old dear and her merry band of followers are running a 10K on my behalf on the 26th in Edinburgh a few days before my surgery is due. Any donation - big or small - towards something which has changed my life, will go a long way in making the battle for someone's life that wee bit easier and endurable. Speaking from experience, believe me its worth it!

Any donations welcome, cheers.