But I don't mind admitting that when I was young and impressionable I once dabbled with tobacco, sneaking a puff from a friend's cigarette behind the bushes at the local 'rec' to make sure I looked 'cool'.
Cancer is devastating in many ways, and having all your hair fall out just compounds your level of misery. When you're constantly going to the hospi...
A quarter of a million women worldwide will have died of cervical cancer by the time 2011 draws to a close. That's roughly one death every two minutes. Of those, around 900 are British women - and sadly, many of these deaths could have been prevented by a simple cervical screening.
I'm now in month three of chemotherapy and I'll be honest, I'm extremely proud of how I am getting through it if I do say so myself. I'm not sure sometimes how I am finding the inner strength to deal with it all, but right now I've hit a bit of a lull.
The report estimates that in 2010 approximately 318,000 people were diagnosed with cancer at a cost of some £9.4billion. That's the equivalent of £30,000 per cancer patient. Based on projections, the UK will need an extra £5.9 billion in 2021 to cope with the rising burden of cancer.
The classic Five Stages of Loss, also known as the Five Stages of Dying, are: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Boredom, and Acceptance. Wait, that's six. Where does Boredom come into the picture? Answer: after about thirty minutes, if the picture in question is 50/50, the new 'Cancer Comedy.'
They tell you to write what you know. But once you hit your mid-thirties and your days are a random melee of friends' kids and feeling grumpy after that run you forced yourself to take, it becomes increasingly hard to find something to write about.
I am staying positive on the whole - it's actually not that bad, you just learn how to get on with it. I have had pretty bad luck; I appear to have had every side effect going to date. I won't go into the gory details but had a week of staring at hospital walls, barely recognising myself, unable to do anything being hooked up to a drip 24/7 and getting more and more down but even now I look back and think if that's the worst, I can deal with it.
New cancer statistics often make the headlines. Politicians use them consistently to either berate or praise the NHS. We compare ourselves against our European neighbours with them, and we seem to have an unending appetite for crunching numbers to contextualise this disease that so many people fear.
This sparked my curiosity. If scientific evidence strongly revealed incinerators to be dangerous, then why were governments still continuing to construct these incinerators, and why is nothing being done about it?
The ride is over but this isn't the end of the journey! Today we transfer by road to Nakuru. to spend the night at Waterbuck Hotel. I can't wait to sleep in a bed and let what I've just done really sink in.
Yesterday, there were reports of how Apple boss Steve Jobs died, as told by his sister: "His tone was affectionate, dear, loving, but like someone wh...
I have only encountered Paul McCartney twice very very briefly. Once was when he appeared on Channel 4's The Last Resort with Jonathan Ross. I did ...
Never one to be shy of taking up a challenge (Dancing on Ice, Total Wipeout, MasterChef to name a few), my next death-defying adventure is a 400km cycle ride in Kenya, on behalf of Women V Cancer.
Almost everyone knows someone who's been affected by breast cancer. It's the most common cancer in the UK, and every day around 130 women are told they have the disease. Tragically, as the UK population gets older, that number is set to rise.
I think I have come to terms with it all, having cancer, I think anyway. I'm now on my way to recovery, I hope. Now the challenge is getting through treatment and overcoming the day to day practicalities. Living day by day is the only way and it's a learning curve really. People talk about listening to your body and that is what I am starting to do.