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I'm the niece of a man with cancer. A man with quick wit; creative genius; boundless intelligence; an affinity with the natural world; unique handwriting; scratchy woollen jumpers; a distinguished beard; an eye for light and colour; a taste for coffee and red wine; an aptitude in conversation with anyone approaching or at a crossroads; an interest in history; an apetite for culture; humility; humour; a genuinely original way with words; and cancer; terminal cancer.
He was just diagnosed a few...
Well it is progressing now and I can see more changes in Mum.Totally bed ridden now very sleepy and confused.
Sometimes her chat can be good and other times difficult and slow. I did not sleep last night as I was worrying myself silly.. whats next ? what to expect ? will I cope ? is she in pain ..I always ask her but she says not so that s a blessing I suppose.
I can cry in a instant and hate what this has done to Mum . its not gone as we planned but I suppose nothing can be for certain and you...
This is my first blog, and probably the first time i've felt like going into any depth about losing my mum to breast and lung cancer, but here it goes, i know i'll probably flood my keyboard with tears but its ok because i have a spare one.
My mum battled cancer for three years and battled depression and other demons for over 40 years before that. My dad left when i was too young to remember so i suppose my mum was the main mother and father figure in my life, always full of compassion and...
...when you're having fun. Ha, had to stop myself saying this to someone today.
Those who have given me words of encouragement know it hasn't been so for me but it's hard to believe that six months has passed since my post surgery results.
Today I managed to get into work in time for a 9:00am meeting, a first since my diagnosis. I certainly wasn't silent and got lots sorted but most importantly I took my suit jacket off in front of everyone. How good did that feel when I realised...
