My wife has a small, subtle ribbon tat on her shoulder - just to remind her she's a survivor. It can be beaten.
That must mean you have a couple of weeks off soon . Kinda cool way to work if you ask me ...work your arse off then sit on it for awhile .
Man , that's the life . Work hard , play harder . I'd kill for that scenario , especially seeing that I like to camp . Two weeks in a campsite in the mountains would be heaven . Enjoy your well earned time off .
I love this so much it makes me weep.. Carer sings to dying woman as a farewell .....what a great man..
It's been a very tough time for me and my family these last few weeks, my younger brother passed away on Wednesday after a very difficult battle with Kidney cancer these last 12 months, he was diagnosed far too late by the NHS, who originally diagnosed him wrongly as suffering with depression, by the time they had got their act together, the cancer had spread to his Lungs and Brain, he was put into an induced coma the last few days of his life. I can't begin to tell you how frustrated I have been with the NHS, and my brothers blind faith in what he was being told and the poor treatment he received, it really is a lottery now, our scum politicians have ruined the NHS. There is an explosion of Cancer in the population, and you can no longer expect the best treatment, I know I have seen it first hand.
It goes without saying that the entire 606 "family", for that's what we are, shares your loss, Phil . RIP
I returned to the U.K. after 15+ years living under the searing, unforgiving African sun. My daily routine of applying Factor 50 on my extremities seemed up to the task. Imagine my surprise then when my Newport GP asked me about what I assumed was a whitehead on the tip of my nose. The tiny white spot was encircled by blood. He immediately referred me to a Consultant who diagnosed a carcinoma. During our discussion, I pointed out the care I had always taken whilst in Africa. He informed me that the cancer could have been formed even back in my younger days, and been possibly lying dormant until now. A few days later I was having my nose seen to at Morriston Hospital. Local anaesthetic enabled me to interact with the surgeon as he gouged out the rubbish. We had the operating staff in stitches, (oops ), as we engaged in suitable banter. I went home with my nose covered in a large ball of antiseptic soaked gauze. I resembled a reject from Red Nose Day, only my nose was orange. It was like that for several weeks, and I kept as low a profile as was possible. The cancer was benign. So, if you come across even the smallest blemish with blood in the vicinity - have it checked out. Cancer is an unremitting enemy, so look after yourselves, your families, and your friends, who often, like me, can't see beyond the end of their noses.
Thanks for the kind thoughts lads, funeral next week, so will not be on here much, but will catch up soon enough...............
sorry to hear of your loss Phil. wife just been to plastic surgeon (Monday), needs skin graft for nose to remove a small cancer like Vetchs' (fort like all the others she has had benign), others will be removed/burnt/frozen. you have heard it all before and as I just read in Vetchs' comment, it all could have started as a kid, which I am sure the wifes did. for you youngsters out there with kids, slip, slop, slap, may save them in later life. I may be wrong but I think melanoma/sun cancer is the biggest cancer killer over here, I know you think the sun shines once a year over there but be careful regardless.
Sorry, Phill, only just picked up on this. My sympathies to you and your family. Lost a good mate on Boxing day to oesophogeal cancer and he was only diagnosed in September. Even though cancer doesn't respect how old we are a lot of us are reaching that age where these things seem to rear their ugly head I'm afraid.