C-WEED
A blog about experiencing breast cancer at 28 years old


Eight: ramblings in the form of a letter.
Cancer 666 Dicksbury Avenue Knobsville Hell Dear Cancer, My name is Ellie and, unfortunately, I am one of your recent ‘victims’. I say...

Seven: ramblings about coping in the dark.
I’m going to ask you to do something with me. To use your imagination. I thought about asking you to close your eyes, you know, to really...

Six: ramblings about my diagnosis and the story of my life.
Sunday 7th June For the first time since creating this blog, I’m sat here with no plan, no subject to explore and no particular message...

Five: ramblings about you.
If I went to a fortune teller at the end of last year and they revealed their prediction for 2020, I would ask for my money back and...

Four: ramblings about chemo.
The number two is my lucky number. It has been for as long as I can remember, and I’ve made good use of it. Its handy, having a lucky...

Three: ramblings about hair loss.
Ok, let’s talk about hair loss. The past few days have been weird. As I mentioned in my last post, my hair had gradually started to fall...

Two: ramblings about playgrounds and theme parks.
Warning: I randomly use a park metaphor throughout this entry and I’m not sure why. I think I really miss being outside. My life over the...

One: ramblings about the premise of this blog.
Weed /wiːd/ Noun a wild plant growing where it is not wanted and in competition with cultivated plants. Wild daisies are my favourite...








