Tralala ... happy, skippy, carefree life .. .. .. ..
enjoying family and friends,
Lung surgery.Lung surgery.Lung surgery.Lung surgery.
There you are, pottering along thinking that you might be one of the very few with advanced bowel cancer who can keep going, and
BANG BANG BANG ...
you have a routine scan and you find there is fresh growth on your lung.
It hurts a bit. This banging up against reality. Letting go of the illusion that the cancer would slide off into the night and leave us alone.
That ain't the way it works, sweet-heart, and no-one ever told me it was .. I just wanted that to be the way and
REALITY BITES ...
But .. painful, aching, banging up aginst reality aside .... ..... this has been a great 18months out of treatment. The anti-cancer programme is undoubtedly working for me. I have not had to go back for chemotherapy this year, I have learnt to live with the on going impact of previous treatments .... and the lung tumour I have is all alone, and it is small and it is slow growing. This is all defined as VERY GOOD by my oncologosit.
smacked up against the reality of the continuum of what can be considered good < ----- > bad for people like me! This is the good end of it!
I decided that I need to start blogging again ...
I really far preferred the 18 months off, but hey ho .. here we go again.
It does not feel like a particularly Happy New Year ... I liked the old one much better and I am going to lie low during all the New Year razamataz .... but hope to get over this lung surgery in good order and continue with my tralalalalalal carefree-blogfree existance SOON.