Lost with no map or compass.

  • a little bit of direction

    Well it’s been a couple of months since my last little blog and life continues to bounce me around with ups and downs. One seems to focus more on the downs and less on the ups but I guess this is a fairly natural response to any sort of trauma. I am slowly discovering the new me – for sure I have changed , I often look for the “old me” but I just can’t find him ,so, slowly I am embracing the new one and learning the things…

  • Finding direction again.

    Cancer cancer cancer flashed in my mind like a neon sign in the local takeaway.  Why when everything is going well should I feel so bad? 

    In 2014 I had stage 4 penile cancer. I had four hours to contemplate the amputation of my penis before it actually happened. But think about it I did not, I just wanted to live. Despite the odds being less than favourable I am here today, having had a penectomy, node dissection…