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Hate Needles? Love emla

In just over 2 weeks, I will be in London for this years CyberMummy. I was unable to go last year due to chemo and the such like. However, this year I shall be there with bells on, and I am fortunate enough to have been sponsored by the lovely people at emla.

emla is something I only heard about fairly recently, but I so wish I knew about it when I was going through chemo and having lots and lots of needles.

emla is a cream that is a local anaesthetic that has been successfully used in the UK for 25 years. The cream is available in a ‘all-in-one’ pack from your local pharmacy to help numb the pain of the needle during child vaccinations, minor skin procedures, blood donation and travel vaccinations, and in my case: chemo.

Luckily, we never had a problem taking Jake for his injections. He just tended to sit there and watch while the nurse jabbed him. In fact, it was only his 8 week injections that he cried for. He’s hard, obviously.

While I’ve always been OK with having blood tests done, having a needle in your forearm for chemo is totally different, and towards the end of my treatments, it got worse and worse. It’s not that I’m scared of needles, it’s just that I didn’t relish the pain. Especially when it took them 4 or 5 goes to get a needle in!

So, if you are thinking that emla is just for children, think again.

Did you know that out of the more than 60 million people living in the UK, only 1.6 million actually donate blood every year. The National Blood Service is always looking for new donors, but some people avoid it purely because of a fear of needles. emla can be applied one hour before your appointment to make donating blood a less nerve wrecking experience (and you get a cup of tea and a biscuit). A lot of people going through cancer treatment rely on those donations. I’m fortunate (and unusual I think) that I never needed one.

Do you have any holiday plans for this year? Going somewhere that you might need a vaccine for? Thinking about not having it done because of a fear of needles? With emla, you don’t have to put your health at risk, AND you don’t have to have the pain of the needle. Everyone is a winner!

emla is available from your local pharmacy and can be used on babies from full term, children and adults. Full instructions are included.

Save the Children

Save the Children have launched a campaign to make basic healthcare available and free of charge to the world’s poorest children and their mum’s. On June 13 2011, the UK is hosting a half day global vaccination summit in London, where world leaders and decision makers will decide how to get vaccines to the world’s poorest children.

In the UK, we take it for granted that our children will receive these vaccines, but these same vaccines are not available to 1 in 5 children worldwide. It is so sad that the children most at risk in the poorer countries are the children that don’t receive them. I know it’s not much fun having to take the littlies for their injections, but they are so fortunate that they are able to have them.

I was tagged by Very Busy Mama to take part in a challenge started by Red Ted Art

The challenge is simple:

1) Get your child to either draw or craft a self portrait of themselves now or in the future. (or in my case, seeing as I am so terrible at drawing, I got hubby to do it!)

3) Sign the Save the Children petition and then pass it onto your friends

4) Write a blog post about it as soon as possible, including info about Save the Children and the petition. We want as many people linked up AND signed up the petition by Sunday 29th May 2011

5) Tag 8 fellow blogger friends

Now, it’s a bit late in the day for me to be tagging people, but for everyone who reads this either from Facebook, Twitter, or email subscription, you are all tagged to sign the petition. Yes, all of you. If you blog, and you haven’t been tagged and you want to be, this is your tag.

Come on, let’s make a difference.

The Skydive Story

Yesterday, 23rd April 2011, I did my skydive for the Lymphoma Association, along with three of my friends. I was so excited, especially seeing as I hadn’t seen two of the girls since September. It was an incredibly early morning, we were up at 6am to get there for 8.15am.

It took us forever to get registered. Rachel (in the pink shorts) got there before us and managed to get registered early, so she’d done her jump before 10am. For the other three of us, there was lots of waiting around, and eventually we were given a  jump time of 1230.

We had our briefing, where we were told what to expect, what to do and how to land. We were told that sometimes, very occasionally, that the main chute doesn’t open and what would happen if they needed to use the reserve chute. I’m pretty sure all of us were sat there thinking “Oh, that won’t happen to me”, I was one of them.

We met the guys we were jumping with, got into our gear and got on the plane . All pretty uneventful, apart from the person on the plane who kept breaking wind, which was pretty gross.

While on the plane, the guy I was jumping with checked my gear, tightened up the harness etc and we went through what would happen when we jumped out. We’d walk to the door, I would tuck my legs behind me so he had all my weight (poor chap) and then he would jump out. We would free fall for 45 seconds, and then he would open the chute.

We jumped out and it was so, so cold. But wow, it was the most amazing experience to be free falling at 120 mph. Then our 45 seconds was up and it was time to open the chute and gently glide to earth.

Or at least, that’s what should have happened.

What actually happened was my instructor was going “Sh!t! Bug*er! Sh!t!” and kicking like mad. He wouldn’t answer when I asked what was wrong and just said “Sorry, but I think we’re gonna have to get rid of this. Arms back in!” and before I had chance to register what was going on, we were free falling again. I can honestly say I have never been so scared. Then he released the reserve chute, and it was nice and gentle again. We landed in a completely different field, and a little buggy had to come and pick us up (might I add, my landing was perfect!!

Neil, my father-in-law and my best friend were down on the ground, not actually having a clue what was going on. They were expecting to see me coming down attached to a purple and white parachute. What they actually saw was a purple and white parachute hurtling to the ground not sure if anyone was attached to it or not. They saw an orange and white parachute land in a different field, and heard a tannoy announcement saying that those that had landed with the orange and white chute in a different field were fine and a buggy was going to get them, but had no way of making that connection to me. So I think it’s safe to say that Neil and the others were quite relieved when he saw me in the buggy being transported back to the airfield.

I was a shaking wreck, but still smiling. Or at least I was until I got a bit tearful. I have to say I was disappointed with what happened after. In that nothing did. As soon as we got back, my instructor disappeared and I didn’t see him again. Some other guy helped me out of my gear along with a cocky comment of “Have you settled up for your extra skydive, because I heard you had two?” (referring to the second freefall). There was no debrief, there was no hot sweet drink offered. Nothing. The most I got was in the conversation with my instructor once the reserve opened where he told me that the chute did open, but the lines were twisted, so it didn’t open fully and that it was his first malfunction in three years.

I am gutted that I haven’t got any photos of my landing, or any of the chute that didn’t open.

Would I do it again? Yes.

Would Neil let me? No. I think I need to work on him a bit more!

I’m booked in to do Go Ape on Thursday. At this moment in time though, I’m not sure it’s a good idea and wondering if it would be pushing my luck!

PS! Don’t forget, if you haven’t sponsored me, and you want to, you still can. Just click here. Any donation is greatly accepted. Thank you!

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My Night with The Overtones

If you follow me on Twitter, you may have noticed that I have been harping on about going to see The Overtones. You probably also wondered who they were, as they are fairly new. I bought their album in November and have been hooked ever since. They were the support act for Peter Andre, and as much as I wanted to see them, I didn’t feel the need to see Peter Andre.

So, when they announced they were doing their own tour, I was very excited and got my tickets ASAP. The gig was last night, and I went with my friend Amanda.

We were waiting for ages for them to come on, but it was so worth it when they finally did. They just seem like genuinely nice guys who just wanted to make sure the crowd were having a good time.

They called a couple up onto stage, and the guy ended up proposing to his girlfriend.

Later on in the show, they actually asked for me by name, and dedicated a song (a cover of Rihanna’s Only Girl in the World) to me. As Lachie said “We know you’ve had a bit of a tough year, so this one is for you!” Well, I just started shaking and was so pleased that they did that for me. We overheard the teenage girls stood next to us saying “Oh, I wish that was me!” I think I was the most envied girl in the room.

Once the gig was over, Amanda and I hung round with some others, and the lads came out and we got to meet them. When it was my turn, they actually recognised me and said “Hi Roz” and gave me hugs and kisses. I was so starstruck and swooning over them. They all asked after my health and again, they just seemed like genuinely nice guys.

To say it made my night is putting it  mildly. I was a bit hyper afterwards to say the least.

If you haven’t already bought their album, then you should – now!

And boys? Thank you for a wonderful night x

*This is not a sponsored post. All views and opinions are my own.

To Text, or Not To Text?

One thing I love about WordPress, is that you can see what people have been searching for that then led them to your blog. Recently, a lot of people have been finding it by searching for thyroid surgery, and thyroid surgery scars.  Occasionally you get the odd one like “emails from devon a. hodgkin’s”,  “zuzula clinic chatra” or “temperature taken in ass by doctors” which make me giggle. But there was one that stood out to me the other day and that was “what to text someone before they have chemo”.

The first thing that came to mind was that I thought it was a strange thing to search for. But then I thought, actually, it’s actually quite sweet that a person wanted to say something but didn’t know what. They could have just thought it was too hard and not bothered, but you all know my thoughts on this.

I remember the first day I went for chemo. Part of me was terrified, because I didn’t know what would happen, and the knowledge that I knew I was going to feel awful afterwards, but not knowing when that illness would hit me. Would it be during chemo, on the drive home, later that night? But then there was the part of me that felt, I don’t know, excited? Determined? I don’t know what the right word is, but basically I was glad the day had arrived that I would start fighting it.

I had lots of text messages and Facebook comments that day wishing me well. And I treasured every one of them. Not because I wanted the attention, or the sympathy, but because I knew that there were people who had my back and that were fighting it with me.

So, to the person who was wondering what to text someone, here is my advice:

Text anything.

It doesn’t matter what you say. What matters is that you’ve said anything at all. It matters to that person that you care and that you took time out of your day to think about them and to wish them well. It will make them feel that little bit stronger when they walk into the treatment room knowing they have people on their side, fighting their corner.


As you all know, I was very kindly invited to Crufts as a VIP guest. Well, I went on Sunday, with Jake, my mum-in-law and sister-in-law, and while we were there I met up with some other lovely mummy bloggers – Maria from Mama’s Busy World, Fi from Childcare is Fun, Liz from Me and My Shadow and Louise from Rock and Roll Baby World. We all had a lovely lunch together, and may have even partaken in a glass of wine.

I’d never been to any dog shows before, but my mum-in-law has actually qualified a dog for Crufts in the past, a German Short Haired Pointer.

I have to say, I was a bit nervous about taking Jake. He’s not been to a show at the NEC before and I thought it would be really hard work, but he was so good other than a leaky nappy or two!). He loved all of the doggies and actually thought one of them was a lion so starting doing his lion impression.

He absolutely loves our two dogs to bits, but is always nervous around other dogs, which I suppose isn’t a bad thing’ although he was getting braver towards the end of the day and was stroking the dogs in the Discover Dogs section. That was brilliant. Think of a dog, and it was there, all kinds. The ones you’d heard of, and the ones you hadn’t.

Would I go again? Most definitely. It was a brilliant day, even though my feet were aching at the end of it in spite of wearing my Merrel’s!

Thank you, Maria for organising it, we all had a lovely day xx