So on Christmas Eve Eve I'm sitting up in bed with a cup of tea and ginger biscuit back in the situation I really didn't ever want to return to but a week after chemo I'm starting to feel a little better and I realise there is a lot to be grateful for. I made it through surgery and chemo 18 months ago, my recurrence has been caught relatively early this time and treatment was started immediately. My hubby is actually looking forward to be let loose on the Christmas dinner this year and once again I'm learning that life will go on even if I'm not being the control freak I normally am. My teenagers are coping well and more interested in their Christmas social lives than me which is exactly how it should be. The house is not as neat and tidy as I would normally have it for Christmas but the world hasn't ended! I have amazing friends who pick me up and make me laugh all the time. I feel so lucky to have had the care I have had from the NHS and everyone involved with my cancer and most of all we finally got a puppy after 20 years of wanting one!! I've been feeling very sorry for myself lately but it's time to relax and take it one day at a time. Thank you so much for your support lately everyone and at the risk of this being sentimental Christmas mush have a lovely Christmas and peaceful new year - 2017 bring it on!!!