There is no such thing as a good cancer, and the post saying so was written after somebody posted exactly that phrase about a thyroid diagnosis. It is blunt on purpose, and it explains what all the treatments have in common, including the hair that grew back curly and the skin that never returned to its old colour.
That directness runs through everything. Another post describes the moment of diagnosis and the strange thought arriving with it, that somewhere at the same instant somebody else was getting a promotion or having a baby.
She writes about trying not to let the illness define her, keeping it quiet for a long time, and then deciding that silence does a disservice to everybody coming along behind.
There are posts on happiness and one on a charity event she was asked to speak at.
Read this if you have been diagnosed, or if somebody near you has and you keep saying the wrong thing.