A Cancerland action-thriller
November has been a tricky month in Cancerland. If this was a movie we’d be in the part where the tension is mounting.
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The oncology meeting: the real truth about a cure for cancer
“Why don’t we just tell them the truth?” Asked the intern…
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The Handkerchief
“Hands, hands, handkerchief!” The woman demands in a Scottish accent. She’s standing next to the chocolate brown painted hand-rail at the top of the stairs and blocking the route down.
Read MoreThe Amplitude and Wavelength of happiness
I’ve been helping Josh revise physics this week. As we were reading through his notes of waves it struck me as a really good analogy for how I am feeling about cancer:
Read MoreI can’t be expected to shop
These days I am more vagrant than Vogue…
Read MoreGuerrilla teachers
The ceiling of the meeting room is low and, although its adequate, I can’t help wishing the lights...
Read MoreReach for A Dream and the gift of kindness
On Thursday 19 October I was invited to share a little about our journey at the Reach For a Dream Foundation donor breakfast – here’s what I told them….
Read MoreWhat would you attempt if you knew you would fail?
I wonder what it must take to wake up each day knowing that the odds are against you. That you will fail. And fail in a way where lives will be lost? What must it be like to spend your days with people who are in pain? Who are scared? Who are at their worst? Who are filled with the anguish and anger and blame of facing their mortality? What must it be like to know all this and to do the job anyway?
Read MoreDon’t count your chickens before they hatch
The phrase don’t count your chickens before they hatch, is playing on repeat.
The terrifying, hopeful, standing-on-the cliff-edge thing is that Josh seems to be getting better.
Read MoreHow Comic Con fought cancer
There’s a sense of walking into giant playroom where the kid who owns all the good stuff is excited that you want to come and play.
Read MoreGarden Update: a broad bean broadcast
The broad beans, which I neglected to stake this year, are floppy and their stems broken. Despite my lack of attention they are prolific. Too many friends have received the dubious gift of a bag of the delicious, arduous gems.
Read MoreKindness and gratitude: the unexpected gifts of cancer
I have always maintained that we always get what we want, but it never seems to come in the packaging we expect – never more so than with kindness.
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