Incurable optimist living with incurable cancer. Hopepunk, Grit Spreader & Force Multiplier. The difference between a warrior and a worrier is a couple of vowels.
John Dabell
The Comeback Tour today has taken me to Leonardo Da Vinci's 'The Last Supper' in Milan. Hard to believe I only had treatment a few days ago! So grateful for this opportunity.
John Dabell
Nightmare start to my holiday. All my feed for my feeding tube has been lost by British Airways which means I have nothing to put down my gastrostomy tube for the duration of my holiday. I have 3 bags with BA and they are all on 3 separate flights! You couldn't make this up. What a debacle BA.
Today is my 76th immunotherapy, 'spa' treatment and also a photobiomodulation session.
Pressure creates distortion, not disappearance. It is often the cost of survival.
Thank you to everyone who supports me, it is hugely appreciated 🙂
The circle isn’t complete without resilience standing in the middle of it.
Just boarded! I've never travelled nil by mouth before so this is a big step. Had my feeding tube swabbed going through security and it was obvious staff had no experience of a gastrostomy tube. Nevertheless, I’m on my way but where?!
Time to reflect: I’ve lost friends & family & the version of life I once knew. But not myself. Cancer holds up a brutal mirror to relationships as not everyone can cope with watching someone fight for their life every day or even comprehend it. Some people become anchors and others become absences.
Some mornings I wake up afraid to open my eyes, terrified I’m back in Critical Care. That’s the impact it had on me. You leave the unit, but part of it never quite leaves you.
After a collapsed lung, you stop taking breath for granted. My latest X-ray shows less inflammation so that's put an extra spring in my step!
