Hi everyone!

It's with much excitement and (some disbelief) that I welcome you to this site. 

I am 33 years old, I am married to Jon and have two wonderful sons William 6yrs and Benjamin 19months. 

On the 5th of August 2014 I was told that I had both bowel and liver cancer. Jon was told that I may only have weeks if not a couple of months to live. I wouldn't see Benjamin's first birthday, see him crawl and I would never hear him say my name. I wouldn't be able to play 'tooth fairy' to William and I wouldn't see him get his 100m swimming badge. We told William straight away and he knew that mummy might have to go to heaven if the medicine didn't work. I remember him asking Jon if he would get a 'new mummy ' . 

On the 7th of August I met with Dr Palmer, we sat together and set a plan. I told her then that I would fight the cancer and that I wasn't prepared to leave my boys. She asked If I always smiled, I told her that there was no point crying as it wouldn't take it away, she told me that I could start chemo the following week. 

On the 11th of August I attended Addingbrookes to have a port fitted, I remember sitting in the waiting room trying so hard to hold back the tears. On the 13th of August I started chemo. My first six treatments went well and I had my first CT scan in October. My results were to be given to me the following Tuesday. On that Monday I went to the Garden Centre and brought all new decorations for the tree, thinking that it would be my last Christmas. 

The day of my results came and I received so many messages from family and friends wishing me luck. I remember opening the door and Dr Palmer had a huge smile on her face, "its amazing" she said. The cancer in the liver had shrunk dramatically, the CT report was marked "remarkable" . 

I started chemo again the following day and had a second CT scan in February. The scan results again were amazing. The cancer had shrunk again. 

I continue to have treatment and only this month (Oct) was told that the cancer had shrunk by 4cm. I am going for the record for the most amount of chemo that one person can have without a break.

The cancer may not have gone YET, but it is no longer in control of me. 

Every night I lie in bed and say  .....

" YOU WILL NOT WIN, YOU WILL NOT TAKE ME FROM MY BOYS" 

On the 11th of October I stood on the start line of the Peterborough Half Marathon with over 300 members of the team, a year, two months and six days after we were told that I may not be here. 

Over the last few months I have been supported by the most amazing friends and family. They have cried with me, laughed with me and when needed given me stern words! 

I hope that we raise lots of money for Hunts Community Cancer Network, so that we can improve the lives of those living with cancer. 

Team Bex will continue to enter events across the county to raise awareness and raise money. 

By keeping running  I hope to prove to those that have cancer however bad that sometimes miracles do happen and it can be beaten, then I will be very happy x