Rob is truly dragging me in to the 21st century – I have never tweeted, I don’t have a face book page and have never read, let alone written on, a blog. Until now that is! When Rob first said that he wanted to write a blog about what was going on I was slightly horrified by the idea but I have slowly grown used to it and we have only had really positive comments about it as a way of keeping everyone up to date.

Both Rob and I have been humbled by the incredible response from all our family and friends to the news of my breast cancer and I wanted to write something here to say how incredibly grateful we both are for all of your messages, calls, texts, cards, gifts and visits. You have all been amazing and we have had so many kind offers of help and support, all of you have been unbelievably kind and we can’t thank you enough.

It has been a hugely emotional month and if you had told me three weeks ago that I would shortly have a mastectomy, would start a course of chemotherapy and that before the end of half term I would start to lose my hair I would probably have laughed and simply cracked a joke. However that is the frightening reality of what has happened and is about to happen to me. Like so many other women though you deal with it day by day, there are good days and bad days but you deal with it and you move on. I have already been through a pretty traumatic part of the whole process and am about to enter a different phase, one where life can hopefully be as normal as possible for the children, but one where I am expecting to have some pretty bleak days.

Others that have been through this that I have spoken to, say that you count down the chemo sessions that you have left and as each passes you celebrate the fact that you have one less session to go. This sounds like sensible advice to me and coupled with the fact that the oncologist said that wives like a little treat after each session there may really be cause to celebrate!

Tomorrow I am off with a great friend to choose the wig and after all of your (helpful!) thoughts and suggestions on this, my top favourite so far is the shaggy black hair with the tartan cap already sewn on the top (you know the one I mean). This came only slightly ahead of one fashioned from leaves and twigs, thank you Tobin and one made from Lego, also Tobin. If you ever see me in the playground or across a dinner table looking slightly at a wonk just give the ends a tug and drag it in to place will you please!

Thank you all from the bottom of my heart

Sarahxx