I’m not going to lie, when you flick through my iPhone, you’ll find the odd selfie. You know, the type of photo when you flick the camera around and all that fills the screen is a picture of yourself with the cheesy big grin. Well the one above was the last one I took. To set the scene it was a Friday night, I was in hospital as it was day three of my first treatment. Carlton vs Hawthorn were on the TV and I had the Hilltop Hoods lyric “Friday night footy in my hoodie..” Going through my head as I settled in for the night. I thought I was pretty cool, so selfie time it was. This was the most “normal” thing I had done in fifteen days. Mum pulled our situation into reality when one afternoon she was looking out the window and whispered to herself, “everyone else’s life keeps on going, ours has just stopped.” I’m 23, and far too young for my life to “Just stop”. I write this first blog back in hospital, hooked up to an IV and preparing myself for my third round of treatment. There is nothing “normal” about this situation, but for the next 6-8 months, I have a “new normal”. My life hasn’t stopped, but its changed, and I’m going to share my stories with you in the hope that someone, somewhere, finds them somewhat interesting.