David and Goliath

After a bit of an up and down weekend I had to laugh this morning when the post arrived with a copy of a letter from my Consultant Surgeon to my doctor confirming the details of his intial findings. Bearing in mind my giant stature, and that Carole's recent references to the relative sizes of the combatants in this fight had brought to mind a certain bible story, I was amused to read the following typo: "His subsequent US showed a tumour from 35-44cm....". Would that be length, width or girth? So having now re-christened my tumour 'Goliath', this David is up for it!


On a serious note I am still dwelling on the latest news about the secondary outbreaks in my neck and spine and finding it very difficult to cope with that setback. I know after tomorrow's MDT meeting I will have a clearer picture but just at the moment the future's not looking to bright from where I'm sitting. On Saturday I found solace from a pleasant outing with Geraldine and our friends Dave, Sheila and family along the Thames Path between Chertsey Bridge and Shepperton Lock, which included lunch at The Thames Court. Despite almost total hoarseness I managed Lobster bisque, Char Grilled Chicken Forestiére and Lemon and Blueberry jelly and ice cream washed down with 3 pints of Brains IPA; so that has to be a big, big bonus. And while I have the appetite and the ability to swallow I'm determined to make the most of it!


Sunday's mood was a bit more subdued and I spent nearly all day in bed watching various rugby matches with somewhat muted enthusiasm before getting up for supper and finally crashing out again just before Andy Murray did the same thing at the US Open. Not a pattern to be repeated too often by either of us it is hoped.

River Thames below Shepperton Lock - 4 September 2010

 (Weight: 16st 3lbs/103kg)