In medical trials
People are always sure they weren\’t the patients who had the placebo
cancer
For whom the bell tolls
Celebrities keep dying who are my exact contemporaries
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Players on it
Life is like a revolving stage. We start in one scene, other actors around us, and perform the script. Then through a door to the next set, some actors going with you, new ones waiting, and perform a totally different script. On and on you go, until the last set, which has no exit door.
Mine
Living with cancer in remission is like living in an active minefield, moving carefully, hardly daring to breathe, keeping to well-worn tracks, but knowing that even those, swept carefully, may still hide an unexploded bomb, while hearing, in the distance, the intermittent explosions from the fields where others live similar lives.
Game over
Look fine – reports of people dying in their eighties and nineties, sad but expected, or at least not unexpected, had a good innings, a full life, all that. But please, media outlets, could you stop telling me of deaths of people in their sixties and early seventies. That\’s not a good innings, that\’s a
With apologies to WW
Anxiety is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility
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Up and over, up and over
Cancer is like a steeplechase with endless jumps to fall at or clear
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No spring in the step
In Spring an old man’s fancy heavily turns to thoughts of snakes emerging from hibernation once again
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