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Big, small, round, pear, perky, droopy, tiny, east-west. Love em all. I’ve spent the last 11 months talking about them, and showing mine to countless surgeons, doctors and nurses (I reckon at least 30 this week alone). I chose to have them removed last Monday, and have a reconstruction - otherwise I’d be at an 80% risk of getting Breast cancer in two years’ time, and life is just stressful enough without that paranoia. It’s been a total tornado of emotions and scheduling issues and a false start, but we got there in the end. I’m totally blown away by how many people have shown up in a really meaningful way, especially in the last month. I’ve been so lovingly supported with hugs, messages, visits and care packages by countless family, friends, colleagues, nurses, counsellors and doctors - I am so grateful and in awe of how beautiful and kind every single one of you are, and how unrelentingly brilliant the @NHS, @uclh and the @macmillancancer Centre in Euston have been. And a huge shout out to Tom and mum, who have been tending to my 24/7 diva requests of pillow fluffing and the 1am McD’s A&E runs.
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I’ve set up this insta (@becellul) as life isn’t throwing me any major travel plans for @thisparadisehere real soon and I unashamedly love Insta. That account is also getting a bit unwieldy and I’m missing out on loads of posts from the people I love (get your shit together algorithm). I’m recovering at home over the next 7 weeks, so I’m after all of your good book, podcast and tv recommendations and I’ll report back on the highlights (I literally thought I blew out a stitch watching Growing by @amyschumer on @netflix). My relationship to social media is always changing and evolving, so this account is what’s happening basically when I’m not travelling, which is everyday minus bank holidays and 26 days of leave a year, because, career and income. There’s lots of other really cool stuff happening, so, welcome. I love you. Thanks for being here.