The unspeakable!
Greetings, Queens and Kings! One of the best things about hosting a show (with the freedom to explore) is that it often takes you out of your comfort zone. Last
Greetings, Queens and Kings! One of the best things about hosting a show (with the freedom to explore) is that it often takes you out of your comfort zone. Last
Greetings Kings and Queens! 👑 Today is rare. I get a seat on the tube and don’t have to fake-read a book for an interview. 😂 I only work 4
Good morning, Kings and Queens. You’ve probably figured out by now that my family takes up a lot of space in my mind. They bring me the most joy, but
I can’t really do a proper musing today as my fingers are too cold, the train is packed and I have man flu. It is only because I am a
Morning Kings & Queens 🌞 My blessing has become my challenge. I’m trying to read two books: One being on dementia (I have a special week of programming from March
Greetings good people, Hope you’re ok. Believe it or not I never know what foolishness I’m going to write until I’ve sat down. Sometimes it’s things that pop into my
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The older you get is the more dates [of note] you have in your calendar.
Birthdays, anniversaries, deaths or in my case recovery.
The day should be a happy one but some years September 28th is the most challenging.
It was on that day in 2007 I had my last dose of chemo.
Don’t let anyone fool you, the treatment for the Big C is almost worse than the illness itself. who knows about Chemo head?
I have become increasingly conscious of the mental toll on me and how the focus is often on the sufferer and not on the family and friends who now have to focus on the needs of that person above their own.
I’ve also come to understand there is a thing called survival guilt. Why did my brother die of it while I survived. He was such a wonderful human being.
Anyway before I get too morose on my journey to the big house, I’ll tell you a funny story about me and cancer.
When you’re young (as I am) the doctors offer you the chance to freeze sperm in case you survive and want children at a later date.
They told me they needed eight units and that I may have to (cum) in a few times.
Now I am a #badman from Hackney and this was like a challenge to me. I boasted to the team that I would easily be able to fill up that container. In fact they may need a bigger one, maybe two. Their cup overfloweth.
Anyway fast forward a few months and after my 7th visit, everyone in the department knew my name. “Hi Eddie, back again? ” Do you know what it feels like that everyone in a department knows what you’re literally coming in to do? I felt immense pressure and it was devastating to my ego.
Mrs Nestor came to every single (other) appointment with me except that/those ones.
I’m not sure I can forgive her. Our wives are always supposed to offer a helping hand.
Anyway, God Bless you. Please take care, have regular check ups and live good.
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