Oh Gosh is a lifestyle blog written by Emma. I share stories about my life with incurable cancer, travels, DIY projects, interior upgrades and inspiration, and plans for future projects alongside snippets of my life and my loves (mostly my dog).
“There seems to be no shame in asking people if they have children, and even asking why they don’t have children, but oddly, there seems to be a taboo in me responding to the question with “I have terminal cancer”, apparently, that makes people feel uncomfortable.” I’ve not blogged for the longest time. (I’m not sure what to say all that much anymore – don’t…
4 years ago today, a 35-year-old version of me, with beautiful long hair and all the energy in the world, sat in a room and listened as a friendly surgeon and a kind nurse told her she had breast cancer. A cancerous lump. A small, treatable, lump. That 4 years ago version of me sat naively, telling herself, that she’d do what the Drs said, to…
I’m not sleeping well right now, but I know this machine and what it’ll tell us is the reason why. Waiting for scan results is hard. But it’s also hard to explain to people that are not in this world…… Imagine every 1/3/6 months (depending on your scan schedule – mine is 3 right now!) taking a test that ultimately determines your future, but it being…
View this post on Instagram A post shared by 𝔼𝕞 | 𝕆𝕙 𝔾𝕠𝕤𝕙 (@ohgoshem) on Jun 18, 2020 at 4:09am PDT It’s treatment AND scan day today. So many friends have commented that it’s come round quick. And it has. It really has. They’ve also asked how I’m doing.Full disclosure. I’m weary. And I’m not doing so well right now.It’s hard enough navigating the world with…
I’ve been seeing so many posts about people freaking out about having to socially self isolate, and I’m sure people have lots of valid reasons to be scared, but for a lot of us on here with cancer, isolating ourselves from society isn’t a new thing. So, if you find yourself having to socially isolate, here are a few things, that won’t break the bank, and…
Right now I’m sad. I’m sad and I’m angry. I’m sick and tired of my friends dying and the world not giving a shit. Metastatic breast cancer is the biggest killer of women under 50 and people I know, personally and through social media, are dying – week in week out – of it. But they aren’t famous. They aren’t influencers. So it feels like no-one…
