Saturday, 22 September 2012
a bastard.
cancer is a bastard.
it suddenly creeps up on you like a puddle of water rolling across the floor that you haven't seen.
Even worse when someone tells you it has spread and is terminal you think "Oh shit! what now?
Not much left"
Suddenly there are alarming thoughts that take over the whole mind.
Legal, Stupid, silly, ridiculous thoughts, why me? what next, don't even go there, how the fuck does one type straight, how do you think clearly and so on etc etc
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Just a very quick post for those who have been following Paul's blog.
After an almighty effort to get down to Cornwall to see his Mother ans Sister and the tremendous effort to get both himself and me (Jen) home, he has taken very ill and has been admitted to the hospital, the prognosis is not good, i'll not be lying to anyone , however now is the time to enjoy every day as it come and to not hang ones head so with that in mind , if anyone who knows Paul wishes to see him please leave a comment and contact here and i will try to find a way.
Jen
After an almighty effort to get down to Cornwall to see his Mother ans Sister and the tremendous effort to get both himself and me (Jen) home, he has taken very ill and has been admitted to the hospital, the prognosis is not good, i'll not be lying to anyone , however now is the time to enjoy every day as it come and to not hang ones head so with that in mind , if anyone who knows Paul wishes to see him please leave a comment and contact here and i will try to find a way.
Jen
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