Roobiee Rants

I’m a 48 year old woman.

I am someone’s daughter, someone’s sister, someone’s mother, someone’s aunty and not so long ago, I was also still someone’s granddaughter.

Woven in between these important structural roles, are the other significant if more fluid forms which I inhabit; friend, neighbour, colleague, peer and of course when the Gods are smiling, lover!

On August 17th 2015, I was diagnosed with breast cancer.

This is my attempt to record and make sense of what is happening to me.

Some of my posts are written retrospectively using notes, emails, voice recordings, photographs and diary entries as an aide-mémoire, some are directly transcribed and as such may be more sombre or emotionally charged.

It was of great comfort and support to me in the very early days of my journey to read other women’s stories, stories shared on-line through videos and blogs of real people, living real lives-lives with the awfulness of cancer dropped right into the middle of them.