Category Archives: Cancer Treatments

Dripped On and At


For the past week it has rained; It has rained hard. It has rained gently. It has drizzled. It has teemed down. It has teamed up with the wind to wreck umbrellas and soak the holders. By the time a … Continue reading

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A Cupboard Not for Cups


Today was spent in overseeing the installation of our new cupboard, then out on the town in the unrelentingly pouring rain to get a blood test and then to buy some items I failed to find. Even Enid Blyton’s ‘The … Continue reading

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More on Beds


    I’ve grown accustomed to my bed – Can hardly bear to leave it; By day and night I’m to it wed, And then need to bereave it; For every hour, don’t you know,~ I must get up, and … Continue reading

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Fountain of Youth


Doctor says where I was headed I was very nearly deaded, Two types of cancer, both stage four, Had me right at heaven’s door; Fact that he can be so frank Shows that, modern meds to thank, And some bits … Continue reading

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Mixed Races and Radio Switchoff


Today was the Junior Primary Sports Day at which we were in attendance from the first of the races. Things were run with normal efficiency, and it was entertaining for kids and parents alike, if a bit stressful for the … Continue reading

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