I haven’t posted for so long because my blog has become a cancer blog and there hasn’t been anything to report on that front. I now have four appointments a year – two with the oncologist and two with the kidney specialist – and it’s a welcome relief from the four a week I was having at one point. Cancer is a full-time job with varying prospects.
But whereas 2018 was good for me healthwise, I’m conscious of those whose prognoses are not as positive. A good friend faces the new year by plunging into the unknown with yet more experimental drugs to deal with her cancer. I’ve seen people on the Fight Bladder Cancer forum, of which I’m a member, die or be given very difficult diagnoses. Not to mention the amount of people on there whose life-saving operations are being delayed and whose drugs are being restricted due to lack of money. The NHS is in a sorry state thanks to our dreadful government. I can only see it getting worse.
This year is a going to be difficult. I’m frightened about Brexit as I’ve yet to see any tangible benefit and I and my other half rely on life-long medical supplies. Mine is equipment (made in Holland!) to ensure my neobladder functions properly but Tim has epilepsy. Restrict his tablets and it could be fatal.
I didn’t mean for this to be such a negative post. On a personal level, 2019 is exciting. My career is shifting as I intend to broaden my horizons and increase my streams of income. I’m in the middle of a lipspeaking course (making yourself lipreadable for deaf people with a mixture of facial gesture and basic sign language) and I hope to qualify in September and start working in that field. I’m still running my market. I’m still writing and editing. I’m still helping my sister and Janice (who designed this very website) sell vegan falafels with Wrapture at festivals (have I mentioned that?)
The website is also due an overhaul, and with it this blog. That won’t be until later this year but I intend to drop by before that.
Happy new year!