Grab that cuppa on the way to work, another at lunchtime and in between if time allows. Nice to caress that hot cup, sip and enjoy. Ever wondered if you’re addicted? I was …

Early twenties did PR work with all it’s accompanying pressure. Never keen on grog I held the key to those liquid refreshments to deter my colleagues from indulging before 3pm. In return the boss allowed me to buy my favourite brand of fresh coffee with all the gear needed.

In short I was ‘sipping’ many cups a day for some years. When I went hiking I had to take a backpack full of chocolates to ease my withdrawal symptoms from no coffee access.

By thirty I needed a mammogram, which squished a huge cyst. It consequently discharged all over their torture plate and floor. The pain was excruciating, it took five hours of crying in a huge public waiting room before I was capable of driving home. Advised to get off the coffee I had full on drug withdrawal symptoms.

Fortunately by then I worked part time in hospice care and could juggle my hours to suit the units needs. I needed that flexibility to go home and sleep off the migraines rather than get addicted to the painkillers the medical staff were enticing me with. I had the trembles/shakes, hallucinations, sweats … it took a couple of weeks.

I did have about a decade of nearly no caffeine … yes coffee is a drug! A legal one but more than two cups a day will ensure that you’re addicted – getting one, seeking the best one, can’t go without, you must have it!

Decades on I had a double mastectomy, attributed to my coffee habit. With eight aunties and nearly twenty female cousins none had cancer. So my earlier record was accessed and coffee coped the blame!

This was prompted by an online headline yesterday stating that although Coffee has carcinogens [a substance that forms cancer] a US state has concluded that it does not cause cancer so it can be sold … we have choices so make yours a wise one of moderation!