I am overwhelmed by some many replies from you brave men who are suffering from this cruel disease and from the wife’s and family members who are supporting their men and from the Wives like me that have lost their Husband’s /Partner and understand how I’m feeling right now; so lost.
This is a poem by Nigel Lewis- Barker ‘Fighting It’
He looked over his glasses, raised his eyebrows quite high and said I had cancer I thought I would die. They scanned and x-rayed me, they poked and pried. They sampled and tested - it don’t hurt I lied. Take these tablets, injections, get in this machine, cos we going places your mums never been Oh dear it’s not good your in quite a bad state. We will try to control it but can’t operate. The doctors have worked hard and all worked hard and all shared their skills with radiotherapy, hormones and pills, a clinical trial with monthly injections, meant moments of pain and frequent inspections well now it’s 6 years since we first got the news, treatments and trials with ongoing reviews, I’m too busy to die I’ve got too much to do, some projects are long term some new ideas, I know I’ve got cancer and though hard it may try, I made a decision- it won’t get this guy.
Found this poem when my husband was first diagnosed and with these thoughts he bravely fought the fight, they told him he had 2-5 years but lived for 16 years.
Your condolences, comments and understanding how great is my loss gave me comfort , thank you all
Love Jan