back home

Home sweet home! There's nothing quite like driving past those twinkling Christmas lights and realising everyone was really decking the halls whilst I was in hospital. I’m so grateful I'm back home just in time to cosy up by the fire with the Christmas tree casting its magical glow.

But let me tell you, coming home has been a bit of a reality check. See, in the hospital, it was like I was living in this bubble of "sick but surrounded by other sick people, so it's kind of normal, right?" But now that I'm home, reality's knocking on the door.

Reality packs a punch – or in my case, a limp. Seriously, who knew walking at a snail's pace could be so... fashionable? And don't even get me started on laughing – turns out, it's not all fun and games when it feels like you're doing an intense ab workout just to chuckle.

So, here I am, wrapping my head around the fact that, yep, I had an operation because of cancer. It's like trying to comprehend algebra – confusing, slightly terrifying, and definitely not something you sign up for willingly.

But hey, I'm taking it one day at a time, one laugh-induced cramp at a time. If there's one thing I've learned, it's that strength comes in all shapes and sizes – even if it's disguised as a limping, laugh-cramping warrior like yours truly.

So here's to embracing the strange, facing the difficult, and finding the funny in the midst of it all. Because, laughter may be painful right now, but it's also the best medicine. And if I can chuckle my way through this, well, I can conquer just about anything. Here's to finding strength in the strangest of places – even if it's in a giggle-induced cramp. Cheers to that! 🎄