Adjustments and Laughter

The past few weeks have been those of adjustment and laughter. Adjusting to news we weren’t expecting. It’s harder to hear the second time round, you’re very aware of the what a cancer re occurrence so soon can mean. Adjusting to knowing that there will be no cure for Chris’ cancer. He will have to […]

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The Opposite of Easy

It’s been hard Hard to watch him in so much pain. Hard to see his face contort in anguish as he struggles to find comfort. Unable to find any relief. Unable to get a break. The tumour in his back now pushing on nerves. ‘Causing pins and needles then shooting pains thorugh his body, to […]

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For Every Win there is Loss

I don’t really know what I expected to feel. When Chris’ treatment was over. Maybe I was expecting excitement, relief, joy, I was definitely expecting to feel something. Instead I just felt kind of, numb. I’d never allowed myself to think about the day his treatment would come to an end. It had always felt […]

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In Departments

We park in car park D. Usually we go in past department 1 Where people are treated during the day But if the weathers nice we’ll go up the road straight to department 42. Where each Tuesday starts. We wait near department 40 for bloods People wait near department 42 for transport home. It’s busy, […]

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The leg is home.

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 […]

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