The corner of my eye
Last night, Alan and I went out for dinner at our favourite Indian restaurant. It wasn’t long before we were settled with Cobra beer and puppadoms. We were talking about this and that, but I was...
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I woke up yesterday morning to find that I had conjunctivitis. Have you ever had conjunctivitis? My advice to you is: don’t. It’s horrible. It’s a highly contagious infection that makes the eye...
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As I didn’t really do any serious training for the Night Hike, there’s a neat symmetry in the way I recovered in the worst way possible too. Dad and I rolled into our beds at a hotel in south west...
View ArticleTwo down, three to go
As Joy came in from walking Hope before school this morning, she asked me whether I knew what day it is. No, I said, my mothers’ finely honed instinct warning me that ‘Thursday’ wasn’t likely to be the...
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Higher and higher
Recovering from cancer treatment is a gradual process. Hair comes millimetre by wished-for millimetre. Breathlessness hits at the third step of a flight of stairs, then the fourth, then the fifth....
View ArticleBah! revisited: Eye eye
When I reread this post, first published in July last year, I had such a rush of remembered feeling: the thrill of walking back from the chemist’s that day has a big pin in it on the map of my...
View ArticleFull of holes
At about 3 o’clock yesterday, I suddenly felt better. I left the house. I walked. I did some work. I made dinner. I stayed up until I felt like going to bed. I’m a little bit sniffy, but the throaty...
View ArticlePlugging the holes
After I wrote yesterday’s post I got to thinking. Yes, cancer treatment side-effects have had a big effect and yes, it’s quite depressing to realise how membrane-thin my good health is. But. In my...
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The story of the educational stilettos
I’m often contacted by people who are dancing with/laughing at/fighting/feeling a bit overwhelmed by cancer. (We all choose our own language. I don’t fight, but if you do, I’m happy to hold your coat.)...
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