TopTip Nr.1

... don't go to Starbucks for takeaway coffee while wearing a white jumper. G&@"#!!!

Belgium - well, back in London

Here I am, back in sunny London. Came back on the Eurostar yesterday morning and went straight to work. Had to get up at 545am (445 GMT) in order to catch the 7am train, little surprise I was pretty zonked. Fortunately I could stay in Brussels with one of Ola's friends, otherwise I would have had to get up even earlier.
--> Un grand merci à Tcheko et Lika pour leur hospitalité!! Faut qu'on se revoie, c'etait un plaisir de faire connaissance. Venez à Londres :)

The weekend was nice though. Saw my family and friends (Paul, Johan, Aimé, Brad) in Antwerp, saw Ola after about two years of living in the same city and never meeting up,... Nice to catch up.

One more month and I am on a proper holiday again... can't wait.

Bornem

Bqck in Belgium for the Easter Weekend. It's always nice to come back. Get decent food. Go to a pub at 11pm and stay till 130 or later without loud music pumping in your ears. The neighbour calling for his homie pigeons to come in. The fruit trees full of white and pink blossom.

Margaret Cho - after

Margaret Cho was so funny. I really enjoyed her show, and so did Jurgen. She did only one show in London on this tour, and everyone came out to see her. Dawn French, the guys from Little Britain, Amy Lamé,... and half of Soho, hehe.

Margaret Cho

Jurgen managed to get us tickets for Margaret Cho at Her Majesty's Theatre tomorrow. Definitely looking forward to it, she must be one of the most funny women on this planet. We're in the third row, not bad at all ;)

http://www.margaretcho.com/

The first entry. Me, and my mum.

Here we are. Lunch break at work, friday, it's all good. Finally some tme to write about me. There is no need to introduce myself, after all I am only planning to give the link to this blog to my friends and people who are dear to me. It wil be just me. Thoughts, stories, experiences, opinions.

I was thinking this morning what I could write. Could write about my mum having her second session of chemotherapy today. She texted me to say it went all ok, but she knows it takes a couple of hours before the treatment kicks in, and she will probably be sick all weekend. Earlier this week she started loosing her hair, it's coming out by the handfulls when she showers or whenever she touches it. She has orderd a whig to be made and that will be ready on tuesday. Which is ok, cause this weekend she is most unlikely to get out off the house anyway, she will be recovering from the chemo session.

I'm sure she will be fine after the treatments are finished, after all they discovered the cancer before it was even large enough to be seen on a mammogram. She's been a very lucky woman. I dread to think what would have happened if she wouldn't have gone for the MRI scan, but just for the regular mammogram. The cancer would not have been discoverd, so it would have continued to grow until it was large enough for her to feel it. Thank goodness it was discovered and removed way before that.

I'm thinking about it a lot, and about the impact on the family. It is a shock to find out your mum has cancer. My dad is so stressed because of the whole situation, I really feel for him. I am miles away here in London, the distance provides a buffer in a way, but my sister and my dad even more are there every day, they live through it with my mum. It must be tough.

Two sessions done, four more to go. Three weeks between the sessions, so another three months. After that, maybe radiation but that is not sure yet.

FINALLY

and now it's all about me, me, me.... :)