17/6/2014

17 / 6 / 2014

Ahhh, and relax.

I'm ok. It's all ok. There is still nothing to worry about. It hasn't come back.

God bless the NHS and 2 sets of clear scans.

What a relief. No answer as to why they couldn't get that scope in and the consultant did say today that they will try to do it again (the camera up my nose that is), but not for 3 months :). That’s right, they don't want to see me till September and I do like the sound of that.
Apparently, anxiety is absolutely normal around this time in recovery, so that must make it official people, I am normal. Much to the surprise of a lot of you, I know.

It did mean a great deal to me, to find out, that word of my last blog entry got out and that so many of you sent me your love and wishes of good luck. It strengthened me to learn that you choose to take time out to read about the State of Stevieboy, even when I only rambled on for my own benefit, to assist myself in the airing out of my fears.

I remember, a few months ago throwing a party to show my appreciation to those who have been there to support me and my beautiful family and what a blazing success it was too. Maybe I should do it again, just for the sake of it, well it would be waste not to share the bar in the garden again and the summer heat could make it all the more enjoyable. It would also give me something else to write about, I have become quite used to this typing about things and perhaps it shouldn't just be the cancer that gives me reason to type, maybe I should just write about all things that make up our, and your rich tapestry of life especially the high points, to scribe about those would make for a much more amusing read, and as long as I keep your names a secret, they can't prosecute.

One thing I do know is "what a beautiful day" it is, as it was on the Saturday of last week, in particular going to the Behind the Castle gig in Sherborne, a music festival to see the "phenomenal" Levellers, I say "Phenomenal" because this was the only term that the presenter on stage could use, and use he did, for every act every time he introduced them whether it was Seth Lakeman (Folk singer / Fiddle player), Paul Brady (Irish folk, blues, rock / Multi Instrumentalist), Newton Faulkner (Ginger Dreadlock Hippie) or the Levellers according to the compere they are " The Phenomenal...", what is wrong with sensational, remarkable, outstanding, unparalleled or just plain old fantastic, because this is what all the acts were. However when the evening grew late and the bar dried up (yes they ran out of beer, hic) and the Levellers started to play, the crowd surged forwards and the kids got excited, "Dad, dad, pick me up" so me and my mate J spent the next hour vigorously bouncing like mad things with our daughters of 8 and 9 years energetically bouncing on our shoulders, and it was AWESOME! Training the next generation of festival goers, without a care in the world. I think we'll have to do something like that again.

Till the next time people, don't go changing.

Missing you already.