Life – Terror. Ecstasy. Fight. Denial. Flight. Failure. PAIN. Forgiveness. Reconciliation. Hope. Love. Peace – Death.
Six years ago to the very day – 23/12/2015 just an ordinary day, then, after what I thought were routine checks, like a bolt from the blue, I was told I had cancer.
Three short months later – 17/3/2016 I underwent radical prostatectomy surgery.
Another 3 short months, June 2016 post-surgery biopsy revealed the cancer had metastasised (spread) outside of the prostate. I was informed that I have advanced (incurable) prostate cancer.
Six years and a global pandemic on?
I am still here and
so is the Global Covid Pandemic.
I am currently in Australia visiting my beautiful grandson for the very first time, during Christmas. A dream come true. I had begun to lose hope that this could ever happen.
It feels like a dream, to see him and his mum, my daughter Perri, to watch him play, cry, smile, breath? To smell him, hear hime, touch and cuddle him is just a complete joy. Life is good.
Life is fantastic.
I will take what I can, whenever I can, for as long as I can.
For the next couple of weeks, at least, I will embrace every second of my beautiful grandson at such a magical point in his life (14 months old). Afterwards I return to the UK to continue my ‘fight’ for even more ‘time’.
A ‘cancer vaccine’ trial and a precision medicine trial are both on the horizon, January’22.
Hopefully many more trips, visits with my Grandson and the most amazing news! We heard on Christmas day my Son and his partner are pregnant! We are looking forward to our second grandchild, June 2022.
Hope, that I can beat the odds and will get to enjoy my grandchildren for many many years to come.
Thanks For Reading Hears to a Happy & Healthy New Year.