Thursday, 26 May 2016

A difficult catch up post

It seems that my joy at sorting out my own health was to be short lived. I had only just been declared fit when we learned that my husband, Den, has Oesophageal Cancer. He'd had problems swallowing for some time, but refused to go to the doctors until I was sorted out. You can imagine how guilty I feel at the moment, though I've been assured that these things don't happen overnight and it's something he'd have had for a long time before symptoms appeared.


We've known about it for a week or two, and I have mentioned it on Facebook, but things have moved so fast, I haven't had a chance to share the news here. I now feel it's time to share it with those of you who perhaps aren't on FB.


Den has to have more tests, as they now fear the cancer has spread to his lymph nodes. I Googled that, and wished I hadn't...


As you can imagine, it's a very difficult time for us and it isn't over yet. Den is a fighter. Fifteen years ago, he survived an operation for an aortic aneurysm that he was told he had only a 2% chance of surviving. He was also run over - twice - before he was fifteen, and then got shot in the leg whilst in the army in the 70s. He's assured me he's going to fight this too. I've told him he'd better bloody do!


Because of Den's illness, I've resigned from the committee of the RNA and as party organiser. I've no doubt that they'll find someone brilliant to take over from me. Writing has also taken a bit of a back seat at the moment, but it will be there waiting for me when the time is right.  I need all my energy to look after Den, and to support my children and grandchildren, through this ordeal. If anyone has any going spare, I could really use it...