Vita blog

I am writing this on Hogmany, which is traditionally both a time of reflection on the past year’s events and an opportunity to look forward to what is in store for the year ahead.
Life has resumed its niggles, annoyances and real problems but at least I’m fit enough to deal with them again.
As colourful autumn turns to frosty winter I find it appropriate to reflect on the events of the outgoing season and to welcome in the approach of the activities and festivities ahead.
You’ve heard the Groucho Marx joke that goes: ‘I don’t care to belong to any club that will have me as a member’? I really didn’t want to join the cancer club.
The Floozie in the Jacuzzi is wearing her shocking-pink bra again, so it’s definitely Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
One of my favourite events of Breast Cancer Awareness Month is ‘Pink Fridays’.
A year and a half ago I had my very first mammogram. I had just discovered the lump in my left breast and wanted it checked out straight away because of my strong family history of breast cancer (my maternal grandmother had the disease in her 30s).
September and it’s back to… Oh hang on I’ve retired and I’m not teaching anymore.
Despite having an all-clear mammogram result in January I still had inexplicable butterflies at the prospect of waiting two or more weeks for the results of the routine screening.
I’m not ‘the woman who had breast cancer’ to most of the people I know anymore.