Chemo began in February 2014
Ray was so very courageous and strong, always believing he would beat the cancer and get well again.
He tolerated all the chemo playing golf two or three times every week but his weight continued to drop and he looked so sad and vulnerable. His golf partners were amazed that he was still able to play 18 holes but it did take its toll when he came home in the evening, often too tired to eat…
I feel perhaps this is not appropriate as I am starting the blog at the end rather than the beginning.
In September 2013 I was happy, just been on a Mediterranean cruise and life seemed fine. One little worry that Ray seemed to have lost a lot of weight but he assured us he was fine.
October he went for a flu jab and I asked him to tell Doctor about the weight loss. He did but it was not followed up.
Then he got a chest…
