I'm off to find myself... 🐨

I haven't blogged in a fair few weeks now, I think I'm going through an adjustment phase. I'm starting to think.. "Hang on, I'm still here, and I feel well again. What's next?" When I first started this blog I was in the mindset that I could quite possibly just drop down in a day or two. I don't see it like that anymore, I'm a bit more optimistic about my diagnosis. Because of this I have started having crazy ideas, and even more scarily... I've started acting upon them. Wednesday evening I will jet off to Sydney, travelling up the east coast of Australia and posting pictures on the way. I'm so nervous, but very excited. I'll be meeting up with friends for the majority of it but I've decided to tackle the last week alone. I think I need to prove to myself that I can still do these things. Well, I've never done them before but I mean I can still develop as a person. Cancer gave me a good old push but luckily I didn't fall completely flat on my face, I caught myself and stood up again. There are mixed feelings about my trip. Certain family members are going to just be worrying about me the whole time. Some of my good friends think I'm completely mad. My psychologist has been trying to get me to acknowledge the fact that I'm running away from my problems. Where better place to run to! I'm hoping a hug from a koala will cure me.

I'll be taking a journal with me to Australia, I intend to actually write this book so many of you have been bugging me about. After reading 'pear shaped' a brilliant book I referred to in a previous blog, I feel fully capable of writing up my own story of cancer so far. I think a good couple of chapters will be base on 'Fran and Brian on Tour!' Im incredibly worried about pretty much everything but that's just me! A small part of me actually hopes I get mauled to death by a Koala. It's a much more interesting cause of death than cancer. I'd probably even make the news. Plus it will make the extortionate travel insurance worthwhile... The biggest challenge I may face will be the passport scanners. During my marshmallow chipmunk looking phase of life, the scanners didn't actually recognise me as a face, they probably picked up something resembling a ballon with eyes, presumably being waved around by a small child. I look almost back to normal now and I'm pretty sure I look more human!

Now for the hospitaly updates, I have my next orthotics appointment tomorrow which to be honest I haven't even had time to think about! My next review is the 25th April and there isn't anything in between. Unless I do get mauled by a Koala. I have also developed a freckle on the palm of my left hand. I have decided that it is the black spot. (Pirates of the Carribean reference for all you unfortunate people that did not immediately laugh at that).

I'm going to leave this blog at that as I will try and make a couple of posts from the other side of the world. Please comment any travel tips you have!

G'day,

Fran and Brian xxx