Posts Tagged "nhs"

I have some major news to share

Posted on Jun 22, 2015 | 16 comments

I have some major news to share

For the two months, I’ve kept quiet about something. A few of my friends know, and certainly my family does, but the story still seems so outlandish to me that I’ve barely said anything to anyone about it. I’m in remission. Actually, I’m not just in remission. I’ve been in remission before. This is different. To read more click here.  

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Someone, please tell me what to do now?

Posted on May 11, 2015 | 4 comments

Someone, please tell me what to do now?

Last Thursday, my husband and I skipped off to the polling station with my downstairs neighbours and our children. They played tag between the voting booths and we shushed them and giggled at the same time, delighted to be there and to vote. For weeks leading up the event, I’d been obsessed. I hadn’t just been reading articles in the Guardian, my usual read – but also my political opposites, the Telegraph and even sometimes even the Daily Mail. I wanted to know all sides. And, I hadn’t just read. I was writing myself. My post on the shocking truth behind Samantha...

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Update on my plea to NHS England to save my life

Posted on Apr 30, 2015 | 23 comments

Update on my plea to NHS England to save my life

Today, I received the call from my doctor that I’d been waiting for, that all of you – my friends and family especially – have been waiting for: My second transplant has been approved by NHS England. The past six weeks have been some of the darkest days of my life. That so many of you got behind me, including hundreds of total strangers, was completely overwhelming. I am very grateful. But, the truth is the real heroes here are my doctors, who pressed for this treatment despite it being expensive and only given in very rare circumstances. They toiled behind the scenes on my...

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An open plea to NHS England

Posted on Apr 28, 2015 | 50 comments

An open plea to NHS England

Two years ago, my world fell out from under me when I was diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukaemia. I had no idea. The day my GP phoned and asked me casually if I might be able to make my way up to King’s College Hospital that afternoon for further tests, I had been on my way to the leisure centre. I continued on and swam 30 laps before I arrived. When the doctors told me, the first words out of my mouth were, “But, I don’t have life insurance.” I felt a dread, as if Death with his scythe, lurked just behind me. “My children,” I thought over and over again, “my children.” It was...

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Let’s play the “What we wish therapists would say” game

Posted on Feb 23, 2015 | 1 comment

Let’s play the “What we wish therapists would say” game

After a collective 24 hours in therapies, medical appointments and general ‘Team May’ meetings this week, I have had my share of so-called experts. Because I don’t swear on my blog – and a big hello to my students reading this right now – I’ve decided to imagine a world where so-called experts didn’t make me want to take a sharp implement to their face. In this world, so-called experts say things like: 1. I won’t tell you again that you can’t live in your own home because of May. Until I find you the perfect home, I will not frighten you...

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