"I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive, I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise, to fly" - Nicki Minaj

They say when you fall in love the songs on the radio start to make sense. Well since my cancer diagnosis songs have started to make sense….but I’m fairly sure this ain’t love!

"Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter" 

-fighter, Christina Aguilera

This may however be my significant relationship for the next year (Olly Murs if you are reading this, I’m not against being unfaithful). It’s where my mind wanders when I have nothing to think about, we’ll be having lots of dates and it gets me flowers- OK not directly that would be weird, but I definitely wouldn’t have them if it wasn’t for Mr C! (it has to be a man as who else would give you a disease that involves a boob job as treatment??)

I’m sure we will have good times and bad times along the way. Many arguments will ensue. And as always, I will win!

So Mr C if we’re going to have to have this relationship let’s make it as peaceful and painless as possible. And let me be the one to end it.