I too have passed through the dark dark woods and into the land of NED. Eternally grateful to SCACO for starting this thread - at the time, as I started treatment, it was quite truthfully the only thing that kept me going through some of the darkest sleepless nights. On more than one ocassion I had my husband asking what I was laughing at whilst I sat at the computer. Many hours I have spent patrolling the perimiter fence with dear faithfull Buggerit by my side and the larger of the flamethrowers.(kept in the store room at the back of the JM bar) making sure that the gremlins stayed on the outside and the sleep fairies on the inside. Leaving jam jars full of "neuts" outside my tent for those that needed them. Flying the two fingered flag about our tents and climbing up up up into the Yew trees to the lovely feather lined nests. I am still waiting for my "cherries" - reconstruction done last year but needs further work until it can be considered a replacement boob - work in progress. Life is good - and like I kept saying to myself, and anyone else that listened "this too will pass" and it did. But I stand quietly beside the bluebells in the glade and remember the ones that travelled the path but fell beside it. Never forgotten, x
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