Jane Ballot

Jane Ballot in writing

Learning to Accept

The one thing that cancer definitely does is to teach a whole lot of lessons. The greatest of these is, I think, acceptance. Or, at least, the necessity for some degree of acceptance. When you are diagnosed with cancer, there are a number of choices that can be made, I suppose. The first of these…

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Moving Onwards

I am not strapped up on my right side. Well, not completely. I have the tape that physios and OTs put on various parts of the body to help with a whole range of things, from what I can gather. Unfortunately, my strapping is just brown(ish) and not any of the other, cool colours people…

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(Re)Finding Friends

If I say that I have missed being around, working with and riding horses, it will sound as though this is something I used to do very often – which is not the case. However, it was something that we grew up doing fairly regularly at the farm and which we have not done for…

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Stories to Tell

Everybody has at least one story to tell. I suppose the thing is when you tell it, to whom and how. A friend of mine has written his memoirs (at least, the first part thereof, I hope, as he is in his 50s and there will be more to come), which I am busy editing….

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The way things go

A year ago, I was diagnosed with breast cancer and I embarked on a journey that I said, at the time, I would rather I had not had to do. I was, naturally, also not looking forward to climbing that particular mountain. Thus far, the journey has had ups-and-downs, periods of intensity and times when…

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Thursday 10th September

Today is Mum’s birthday. Today we all miss her so very much. Today I went to the oncologist for a checkup. To quote the doc, “You are very well and I am happy.” Yay! Isn’t that just the thing you want to hear from your doctor? When I go to the oncologist, I find that…

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Wednesday 9th September

A year ago today, I got the results of the pathology: the lump was malignant. It felt then as though so much had suddenly changed; and, yet, I had kind of known since the lump was found on the Friday. When I had the first inkling about the malignancy, I wanted to know everything. I…

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Tuesday 8th September

I keep thinking about this time last year, especially when I drive near any of the medical facilities I went to with the cancer thing. A year ago today was when I had the mammogram and the biopsy. That was when I knew for sure that there was something wrong – and I knew intuitively…

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Monday 7th September

It was confirmed for me again today that cancer is not something you should do alone. In fact, the more support you have, the more negotiable the steps of the journey become. This is true of many things, I think, particularly those that challenge us, or send us on journeys that are hard to take,…

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Sunday 6th September

Today is Mum and Dad’s wedding anniversary. It could, I suppose, be a time of remembering them perhaps more intensely than at others – and, yet, I don’t find myself thinking any more of them than I usually do, which is pretty much all the time, in different ways. The ‘specialness’ of the day is…

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