I’m not giving up or in Lyn. The Budwig is not just diet. The centre in Malaga offers all kinds of palliative non invasive and importantly ‘no wild claim’ treatments/therapies which, if they do nothing physiologically, do much good mentally for advanced patients. It’s also just a few hours over the border for me, easier than flying and offers if nothing else, a very pleasant change of scenery with wine, tapas and sea.
To be mentioned alongside the forum legends you named was amazing but, and although the odds are stacked against me, I’m going to do my best to avoid the club for as long as possible. My onco is not specialist, she didn’t even know what Sipeleucal-T was. When I purposely asked her if I’d be here in a year’s time, she very typically in a French manner, shrugged her shoulders. It would have been the same had I asked her two, three or four years. So I am taking her unqualified head shrug with a proverbial pinch of salt, am going to take care of my body best I can, rest when tired, do everything I would normally do but within my limitations and enjoy every sun soaked minute here with my loving wife.
If, along the months ahead, my posts stop, you will sort of know I’ve popped off to see my Nan and am no longer around - but I will have made it ten years which in my book is no mean feat. Apart from my swollen leg, I really feel fit and well and my minds eye cannot even envisage the prospect of me being anywhere near death yet.
Yes, tears flow for what will inevitably be but we allow those tears rightful passage and space to mourn what will be a loss for myself and Jo, my beautiful wife. The fat lady hasn’t even stood up yet, but in the distant corridors of a dimly lit theatre, I can hear her gargling. It’s a horrible effing sound!
With love to you and yours.
bazza xxxx
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