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| Hello everyone, Driving down our road today was absolutely gorgeous, the trees arching over the road, that sleepy autumnal light and all the colours so glorious together. Leaves occasionally fluttering down....top stuff. Been watching a Jay flit about the trees as well, easily seen with his bright colours. Well, I'm very surprised but I am doing absolutely fucking grand. I still look like a big bag of shit but I'm feeling good,I dunno, powerful, positive, I really feel mentally and physically very strong. the only thing doing my head in at the minute is my arse. It's either incredibly shitty or shitty but bunged up. I'm having to try and balance the medication to find something that's right. But, in the greater scheme of things, it's fuck all. I hope this feeling continues this week, I just feel really on top of things for the first time in ages. Obviously my blogs have occasionally had a depressing air of late, but hopefully that can be banished for the time being. But, I'll keep this short, I hope you're all doing grand and I'll speak soon. P.S. Gis some more poems PS | ||
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| Are still an inspiration to us all Hazey.
T and I were talking about you earlier - we agree that you really deserve a long, long remission and a happy and fulfilling life. I was in Beijing last week and foolishly I decided on Saturday to eat western food. I opted for a burger in the Hard Rock Cafe. BIG mistake. I've been shitting through the eye of a needle ever since, and my crap now resembles dirty bath water. My arse hurts and it's red raw. I thought the diarrhea might have disappeared after 8 days but no. That 8 days includes a 36 hour journey home via Korea. So I sympathise with your issues on that front... erm.. back. Looks like the doc's on Monday. I'm off for a lie down and a bloody big Bloody Mary. Edited by AB22 on Sunday, September 16, 2007 at 10:06 PM | |||
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| ...install a tube from your bowels so you can bypass your stricken arsehole? Might as well while you're under anesthetic. You could have the tube popping out of your trouser leg, save you having to use public toilets when you're out.
Keep up with the blogging fella - hope you get as much catharsis out of writing them as we get inspiration out of reading them. | |||
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| I love writing them, for my sake and the fact that it gives any kind of inspiration to anyone feels good too. Thanks AB (and you missus), I'd love that to happen myself, chances are still slim but at least I'm doing something to hit the thing now and who knows what might happen. I'm so happy that I've tolerated this when it could easily have killed me, shows there's fight in this young (ish) body yet, I want to use all this body has to offer as the majority of people who get this are old so I don't feel I should be lumbered in with the odds and statistics that associated with it. I'm not typical, I'm fucking young for this, as the doctors and nurses keep telling me so I want to use that youth and pummel it with all theyve got. I finally have an oncologist willing to batter me with poisons so I'm a lot happier.
I've had enough of a dignity holiday without getting a fucking bag on the side! I'd much rather put up with the shitting than that, fucking hell.... | |||
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| Canadian troops billeted here before D-Day planted a line of maples as a gift - superb in autumn. I'll get me poem machine cranked up for yeh! :-) | |||
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