The leg is home.

19/09/2016.Reading time 6 minutes.

In the early days of Chris’ diagnosis I was very black and white. The leg had to go. It was easy for me to say, it wasn’t my leg, my life. But for me it was simple. If the leg as it was stayed, infested with a tumour taking over, damaging bones, nerves, muscles, trying […]

I can’t be there

07/09/2016.Reading time 4 minutes.

I wasn’t there when Chris was told by our GP he had a tumour. He went to the appointment by himself. If I’m honest I don’t think at that point either of us believed that it would ever be anything really serious. Really life changing. I was at work. He rang me. It was the […]

Not for his Chicken Legs

15/06/2016.Reading time 5 minutes.

I didn’t know how I would react when I first saw him. I knew, rightly or wrongly, that my reaction weighed heavily on him. My initial response would reflect his. As I’d left him, I had been overwhelmed with the realisation of what was about to happen knowing how much he didn’t want it to. […]

When you realise you must be doing something right

06/06/2016.Reading time 4 minutes.

When we found out about Chris’ diagnosis, it was my kids, especially Lily, I thought of first. I knew that regardless of anything else that was going on, I needed to keep things as normal as possible for them. To make sure I was there for bedtime and that they were at home as much […]

Six Down

07/05/2016.Reading time 4 minutes.

It was daunting when we first found out that Chris’ treatment would take at least 12 months. Just think about what you can fit into a year, 365 days, what you can plan for, what you can look forward to. As the New Year bells rang signalling the start of 2016 there wasn’t the usual […]