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This always gets me people say don't worry about the future you can't predict it, Well actually with cancer treatment I feel like a mystic meg but always right. People say you can't be sure what your doing next weekend let alone a years time, Um yes I can, I be in a hospital bed having poison pumped though me. People say you can't predict the side effects, Um bet I can ,pretty certain my hair will fall out again, Can guarantee once again wine will taste naff, People say look you could get hit by...
The cancer has overwhelmed us.
Weeks maybe months if we are fortunate.
No treatment.
We are utterly devastated.
My heart is already breaking and we have yet to tell the family. I want him to live forever.
The news isn't good at all. It seems that there is a tumour on hubby's brain now, confirmed by the mri scan from last week.
I have no feelings to express, no words, no nothing - just tears and more tears. I'm utterly numb and the very person whom I would turn to for comfort and love is still reeling from the news too. My gentle giant, my good and wonderful husband. The love of my life.
We are good people, all our lives together doing the right thing by our family. Leading a simple life...
Doug would have been 54 today, we always went away for the weekend for our birthdays and I cannot help but wonder where we would have travelled this time. Two years ago on his 52nd we had a wonderful weekend in Brighton of course last year he was not here and little can I remember anyway.
Today I was expecting to spend time remembering in my own way this morning and then to potter on into today as I usually do on days I don't work. What I was not expecting was the overwhelming feeling of being...
I feel its time for another walk but am too unwell at the moment for the real thing. So I thought one or two of you may enjoy a Saturday morning walk in the early fifties down memory lane.
So switch the Radio on...that's the one that does not have a screen..wait for it to warm up and then retune it from Radio Luxemburg (That's Keynsham K E Y N S H A M Bristol, Horace Bachelor) to the BBC Light Program.
The first tune that comes to my mind is probably a Freudian slip. Tick tock tick tock...
At the weekend I went to the monthly meditation session that I've mentioned before. It is held at the home of someone (D) who is a follower of Thich Nhat Hanh (known as Thay, pronounced 'tie'). I don't know whether D is a Buddhist or not. I don't know whether I am a Buddhist because I listen and respond to what I hear at these meetings, or whether I'm just a non-believer who finds the Buddhist way of looking at the world interesting and approachable, and above all kind and loving. I'm getting...
