The symptoms were so obvious I should have realised sooner: dry cough, tiredness, weight-loss, night-sweats, all pointing with a big arrow to a lymphoma, in my case a nasty non-Hodgkins type, practically filling my stomach. A formal diagnosis was made following a biopsy in October 2017 and my whole life changed.
Chemotherapy started a few weeks later, in November, and finished in March this year. I was lucky, I only felt…
