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The C Word

by Glitter and Trauma

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April 04, 2023

Intensity

I haven’t updated in forever - maybe one day I’ll be able to write without staring with that! Maybe I should start with a trigger warning - this entry is about my work in palliative care. Work ha...


January 15, 2022

Brave

I’ve heard so many times lately that I’m so brave. That the fact I get up and out is brave. Having a 3 year old will do that to you. You don’t have the choice to just lie in bed when you’ve got ...


January 09, 2022

Opening Pandora’s Box

We met with the celebrant on Wednesday and planned Mum’s funeral. We’re happy with the decisions we’ve made and the order of service and everything. The celebrant is lovely, the same age as mum, ...


December 29, 2021

Loss

I’ve always felt a bit trite saying ‘sorry for your loss’ but now I realise, it’s perfect really. It is a loss, a loss so deep, it’s a void that will never be filled. Her death is a massive loss...


December 27, 2021

And then…

And then, she was gone. Peacefully and quickly, with no pain or distress. My dad and brother were chatting quietly at her bedside, checking her every few minutes. One time they checked she was ...


December 27, 2021

Mentor

It does make me laugh, and also a little bit proud, that in the midst of all that’s going on right now, the junior staff are still asking me for advice and coming for a little chat about their pr...


December 27, 2021

Surreal

I’ve watched a lot of people die over the last 20 years. Most likely hundreds, although I don’t keep count. When your career has been in elder care, then cancer and palliative care, it racks up p...


December 26, 2021

The beginning of the end

What a couple of days. Christmas was as nice as it could have been under the circumstances, we did the running round in the morning, V and I opened her presents in our house, she had time to pla...


December 21, 2021

Fuck sake

I’d written a whole entry. And it’s deleted itself. I’m furious. I had poured my heart out. Feels better to have got it out, even if it didn’t save 🤦🏼‍♀️ I’ll come back later and give you all t...


December 17, 2021

All the small things

Who do you talk to about all the little things that are entirely insignificant? I know for most people it would be a partner but I’ve spent so much time on my own, or with a partner who didn’t ca...


December 14, 2021

The writing is on the wall

Mum is dying. They’re still continuing antibiotics, for god knows what reason. She’s been on antibiotics in one form or another since August and it’s done nothing for her except keep infection a...


November 27, 2021

Shitty days

Have you ever sat and watched your loved one die a slow and terrible death? That’s what it feels like some days, with my mum. When the consultant told her her MDS had relapsed and her transplant...


September 29, 2021

Progress Report

I realise I haven’t updated since I don’t even know when. Mum had her diagnosis of secondary MDS in August last year. She had her bone marrow transplant on New Years Eve (honestly the most harro...


August 31, 2020

Tenuous

If I’m allowed to just keep my head down and plod on, I’m fine. If anything out of routine/plan occurs, I find I have very limited patience and a very short threshold for crying unexpectedly. I f...


August 28, 2020

Bolt out of the blue

I didn’t think I’d have to write this entry. I can’t remember if I wrote the first time my mum had cancer. She was diagnosed with Acute Promyelocitic Leukaemia (APML) in March 2011. She was livi...


Book Description

Dedicated to my mum.

About my mum.

Her story as it unfolds.