A word can change a mind. A sentence can change a life. A book can change the world.
I know, sounds a bit like a crime thriller or even the sort of spy thriller I may write. But I’m afraid it’s not. It’s all to do with health… my health. Beaten the Big C Having thrashed cancer and expelled the dread Big C from my body, I now have to concentrate on my…
With apologies to the Newcastle Supergroup Lindisfarne, but I couldn’t resist the play on words. The fog in question is best known to many as Chemo Brain, or Chemo Fog or even Cancer Fog. The official title seems to be PCCI or Post-chemotherapy cognitive impairment. There are those who don’t believe it exists. Even some…
Memories, can be wonderful things. But they can also be a source of frustration, especially when you can’t remember something that you know you have inside your head. It’s a terrible thing to have the answer on the tip of your tongue, but cannot quite vocalise the memory. I have a great memory. Sorry, let’s…
There are no Kangaroos in Austria, so the t-shirt for sale in the gift shop said. I beg to differ. Apart from a sighting of a Kangaroo in an Austrian forest in 2018, there are possible Kangaroos in Austrian Zoos and, though I don’t look like a Kangaroo, I have become adept at hopping. What…
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. The medical treatment here in Cyprus is second to none. The administrative side leaves a lot to be desired. What is Immunotherapy If you want to know more about immunotherapy, then read this article from the BBC by clicking here. The Cancer All Clear? On Wednesday, 25th…
What do you say to your doctor when he or she gives you some bad news. Stand up, wave your arms around and shout the place down? Go numb? Smile? Cry? Me, I asked the obvious question when told I had cancer. “Am I going to die?” Thankfully the answer was no and although not…
It’s nice when we enter a competition or prize draw and actually win. The last time I did that I was about ten years old. My dad bought the whole family raffle tickets at his place of work’s Christmas party. One of my tickets won. My prize? Two dozen bottles of brown ale. I didn’t…
Lymphoplasmacytic Lymphoma I went for a walk today. Not something any of us usually shout about. But to me it was something of a triumph. I managed a five mile walk, which is around 8 kilometres. Not bad for someone recovering from Lymphoplasmacytic Lymphoma, or cancer of the blood to put it in simple laymen’s…
To me, writing is a passion. It’s also hard work. It’s especially hard work when it’s nice and sunny and all you want to do is go to the beach and write. Yes, write. I want to be able to go down to the beach near me, at Mandria and write. But here’s where life…
If you think the title of this piece seems a bit of a mouthful, well, you would be right, dear reader. But what it actually is are descriptions attached to my medical history that has unfolded since just after Covid-19 laid us all low. It all started on a warm sunny day in 2019 on…
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