Yet another couple of months has passed since my last blog & I have to say it’s been a funny old year so far, but it certainly seems to be flying by! The final total for the Dryathlon ended up as just under £800.00, which was brilliant, & I think that I am looking ahead to my next challenge, the zipwire off Newport Transporter Bridge for Leukaemia & Lymphoma Research in July, which fills me in equal parts with dread & fear ….
I will confess to feeling pretty low at present – it doesn’t take much to tilt the balance on the proverbial scales & my mood has definitely dipped since the comparative euphoria of completing my January challenges in style, followed by a lovely (& very busy) week off in February. I’ve been referred to a specialist for some stomach problems that have been going on since Christmas & I suppose at the back of my mind there’s always that element of fear that, yet again, there is something going on that is rather more insidious. I actually said “here we go again” to my GP when I went to see her about it all a few weeks back & the fact that I got upset afterwards served to remind me that my own health issues are never far from my mind.
And that’s why I’m absolutely furious today to read that a certain ex-television presenter has the arrogance & the gall to blame an unprovoked attack that he made on a colleague as a consequence of thinking that he might have cancer – a fear that was later proved unfounded. It is the most appalling insult to those who manage their illness with dignity & courage & completely underestimates the mental toll that this “thing” takes upon all of us & our loved ones on a daily, weekly, monthly, & indeed on a whole-life basis. Once you have received a diagnosis of cancer, everything changes. Through my blog, I have documented over the past twelve months how I felt to be knocked back for things that most people take for granted like life cover, contact lenses & even spa days & I am currently well!
Regular readers of my blog will also know that I am a member of a wonderful on-line support group & I have made some amazing friends through my peers, sharing experiences, giving advice to each other & most importantly giving whole-hearted support. Two particular group members very much have my heart & my thoughts today – one was admitted to a hospice at the weekend & the other, whose partner has been told that their treatment isn’t working, & who has 3 young children. Despite the utter devastation that they & their families are feeling, both are so courageous & so dignified & every single one of us is praying for something that will give them some hope.
So the next time Mr Clarkson opens his mouth about something about which he knows absolutely nothing, I suggest he thinks very carefully about the impact of his words & actions upon others who would do absolutely anything to just be worried about the fact that they had lost their job entirely of their own volition.
This blog is dedicated to Ami & Adele & their families – you have my love, my support, my hope & my prayers xx