All posts tagged: Chemotherapy

Hair Diaries

When I had finished my treatment, the first thing I wanted to know, was how long it would take to grow my hair back. How long until it covered my scalp? How long until I could style it? How long until I could colour it? How long until I could pull it back into a ponytail? How long until I could curl, straighten it etc. I wasn’t sad when I lost my hair, I’d entered fight mode and I knew this was just part of the process. I was more worried about my loved ones, because hair loss provides that visual and stark reality that I was fighting cancer. I was worried for my beautiful girl who was eleven at the time and I was worried that I might scare my seventeen-month-old baby boy. I cut a lot of my hair off before I lost it. I went to just below my shoulders, I look at this photo now and actually think it looks really long (compared to my hair now, yet at the time …

Wiggin’ Out

Come and meet my hairy friends, they are named after Victoria Secret Models, both real and faux.  I’ll tell you all about choosing my wigs… the crazy and urgent need to find one BEFORE I lost my hair and why I wasted my money… Here are some images from my wig wearing days… Bec x   © Copyright 2016 becbraid

Flashbacks + Emotions: A Video

A couple of months ago, my beautiful cousin Montana asked if she could use my battle with Cancer as her subject matter for a school assignment. Montana (aka ‘Moni’) is fifteen years old and in year nine.  She had to complete a biography and a video presentation. Moni has always been the kindest and most warm spirited girl. A smile always planted on her beautiful face and open arms to embrace big hugs whenever we are reunited (Moni lives in Bendigo – where I was born). When Moni asked to write about me… I admired and was grateful for the fact she said I was an inspiration to her in relation to getting through my breast cancer – bless her. The questions were respectful and well thought out (she’s a very mature cookie this one). It was quite confronting re-visiting those dark days to recall information, however, quite therapeutic from a progression point of view. It was refreshing to see that my life has taken leaps and bounds since that dark time. I thought I …

Happy Birthday Snow Babies

I have five children, a beautiful thirteen-year-old daughter [my teenager], a cheeky and gorgeous three-year-old son [my ‘threenager’] and three ‘snow babies.’ Today, my snow babies turned two. Snow babies? You’re wondering!? Yes… my beautiful babies, or to be more scientific, they are our five-day-old embryos that are currently on ice (in Sydney). Two years ago my husband and I walked through the doors of IVF Australia bright and early in the morning. We had just one chance to create embryos if we wanted a chance to have any more children in the future. Why? My fertility was about to be severely compromised by chemotherapy. When I was diagnosed with cancer, the initial shock rocked my entire family to the core – Life had dramatically changed for all of us. After processing the initial diagnosis and comprehending the numerous further testing that would be carried out in subsequent days… It was then… that we faced the harsh and cruel reality… we may never be able to conceive a baby again. We were trying for our …

Bikini Syndrome

What is ‘Bikini Syndrome’? I suffer from it, do you? Do you hold your breath? Are you tense without even realising? You are probably suffering from what’s called Bikini Syndrome. This is a new term to which I fell in love with yesterday at yoga. Whilst it’s a new term (to me), it’s not a new concept in terms of what it means. When practicing yoga yesterday morning, Danny Freemantle of Divine Wellbeing, made a little joke and named something that all of us do from time to time – if not all the time. We were starting the class with some breathing techniques to warm our bodies. He said, “Breathe… all the way into your stomach, and let your stomach go.” It’s true I need to consciously let my stomach go, otherwise I just breathe into my chest area, leaving my stomach to remain tense or flexed. As I was breathing and releasing my stomach area, I embraced the breath which allowed me to completely let go and relax – Danny elaborated on letting …