It’s the weekend

Thanks Mark for the suggestion, but Grace (my daughter) already has plans in that direction and is excited about the prospect of being my assistant!

Busy day yesterday talking to many people about many things. Had to get some file dividers to create a file as i’m already overwhelmed by bureaucratic bollocks and anyone who knows me knows how much i enjoy paperwork. Thing is this stuff is way more relevant to the usual BB.

People continue to be so supportive, yesterday given a book by Barbara Wren and a healing stone as well as a big bunch of flowers from work.

Had a visit from a social worker about my external cancer and that’s been put away as far as they’re concerned, a relief, especially for Kate.

From 2000 those with cancer are classified disabled and so i can be one of those who can park anywhere.

Cancer apparently first termed by Hippocrates about 400 BC when he called masses of cancerous cells karkinos, Greek for crab. various theories about why crab such as they can be hard like a shell, that they hurt like a crab pinch and their tenacity in keeping hold. Later Galen on dissecting a breast tumour saw veins and tributaries going from the cancer like crab legs. And cancer doctors are oncologists, again from Hippocrates and the Greek onkos, which means masses. Maybe i’ll work on creating some crab dishes.

Apart from the odd bit of pain, tiredness and overall weirdness still no major side effects. Just the odd fleeting sadness as it slowly sinks in. Was given appointment yesterday to have some gastric tube fitted in a month to keep me nutrified during the radiotherapy. Wonder how Christmas dinner will be through one of these?

Don’t know why i’d used adieu before, well that’s not actually true because Barry had said “adieu Pardew” and the rhyming lilt suck with me. Now, when i realise it’s the French “to god”, before anyone takes it on themselves to think i’m turning religious in my cancerous time then relinquish such thoughts as i say goodbye to adieu and search for another signing off term to go with……………..

keep on keeping on mes amis.

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3 thoughts on “It’s the weekend

  1. Cancer (the crab) definition:
    ” complex, fragile, unpredictable and temperamental and need constant support and encouragement, more then any other signs, Cancer needs to be needed. Even when all needs are satisfied, they can be irritable and cranky. They have an uneasy, delicate temperament. The contradictory nature of Cancer gives their temperament the wild mood swings and possible temper tantrums. Cancer is deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this might be why they have their defense shell in place, to avoids being hurt by others.”

    So good, we sure ain’t giving our support and encouragement to that little crab – my favourite occupation, cracking crabs.

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  2. Hi Dunc
    As an avid follower of your blog I thought it’s about time I responded. Sooooo…..
    ON the lesser Duncan Smith, I have been working on his intials by trying to use it around IBS (irritable bowel syndrome, something Nick has which he find’s VERY irritating) but I can’t think of something to substitute for the D.
    ON Breaking Bad, Lucy was home at the weekend and explained what it’s all about so sorry I was so dense on the phone.She says someone on line has offered the British version – man gets cancer, NHS treats for free, man gets better and they all live happily ever after!
    ON Herr Farage, I have to go to a Halloween party dressed appropriately, so I was going to go as him as he scares the shit out of me, what do you think?
    ON funny tasting food, my firend Sal said everything tasted slimy when she was going through chemo, so she just ate slimy things and it was OK. We met up last weekend and I couldn’t help noticing that clearly her taste for real ale has returned. So that should be a relief to you.
    ON having no hair, yes I’d love to see a photo,

    Love Jules xxxxxx

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  3. Thanks Julie, and yes the grinning gargoyle is a dangerous fuck and the sooner he’s properly taken to task the better. Have been thinking today and having always voted labour and know if too many of us don’t vote for them the tory fucks will get in, but a pox on all of them and maybe all who care should vote green and do all they can to get others to do so. Anyway, why did the baker have brown hands?
    He kneaded a poo.
    love Duncan

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