The water tower through the cornfieldsEpiphaniesSitting by the frog pond with a visitor The water tower. My goal. My nemesis. I moved apartments as treatment began; to one with a lift, a second bedroom for carers and big windows for my sanity during the long winter days of sickness. Soon after moving in, Suzanne introduced … Continue reading What if I am cured?
I made a conscious decision to start my story only after I had finished active treatment of chemotherapy, surgery and radiotherapy. I want this to be a story of recovery, of life after. I want this to be a good news story. But it can’t be that without acknowledging what I’ve gone through and where … Continue reading I want this to be a good news story