Back on the Road (Just Not Driving)

August 12, 20251 min read

Tuesday, 12th August

Today was the first time I was preparing to leave my house and stay away from home. 

I had two days of business workshops in Birmingham that I was really looking forward to and it had been touch and go since the surgery as to whether or not I would be able to attend. 


It turned out I wasn’t going to be able to drive myself (I needed to wait until my follow up appointment tomorrow to be given permission by my surgeon). I am so fortunate in that my wonderful dad was willing to drive me the 100 miles to get there. I had offered to put him up in a hotel with me but he needed to be home for a meeting on Wednesday morning, so he drove me to my workshop first thing, then immediately drove home again, only to come and collect me at lunch time the day after. 

I’m so grateful though, it was such a worthwhile event to go to. The team at Entrepreneurs Circle (where the workshops were being held) were amazing and really looked after me, and made sure I wasn’t lifting things I shouldn’t. 

I took ibuprofen every 4 hours to make sure I didn’t get pain - I’d found this stopped me getting the muscular pain I’d been having previously. 

As I didn’t have my car I got an uber back to the guest house I was staying in and walked (very slowly) to the high street (about 5 minutes away) to have some dinner. 

I felt really pleased to be able to be so self-sufficient at last.

I’m Emma Lovelock - mum, partner, Pilates teacher, business owner… and now, for the second time in my life, a woman navigating breast cancer. This blog is my way of making sense of it all - from the first lump to whatever comes next. It’s honest, occasionally sweary, often emotional, and sometimes funny (because if you can’t laugh at your boobs, what can you laugh at?). Whether you’re here for solidarity, support, or sheer curiosity, thank you for walking this road with me.

Emma Lovelock

I’m Emma Lovelock - mum, partner, Pilates teacher, business owner… and now, for the second time in my life, a woman navigating breast cancer. This blog is my way of making sense of it all - from the first lump to whatever comes next. It’s honest, occasionally sweary, often emotional, and sometimes funny (because if you can’t laugh at your boobs, what can you laugh at?). Whether you’re here for solidarity, support, or sheer curiosity, thank you for walking this road with me.

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