For a couple of days at the beginning of last week the hypocrisies of cannabis oil’s legal status were on full display in the establishment news media. Continue reading “A wee flurry”
The truth lies not in any difference of opposing opinions, but in a plurality emerging from the refusal to oppose opinions in any kind of abstract dichotomy – no matter how threatening they are to established knowledge.
I have been a cancer patient for more than five years now. Continue reading “Not giving cancer any solidity #1”
Much was made last Friday in the BBC news of updated statistics about prostate cancer. Continue reading “A short report about prostate cancer”
Zo. Daar zit je te zonnen, in de sneeuw, lekker warm onder je dons, fleece en windstopper, boven op de 135ste berg die je beklommen heb, vijf jaren nadat je verteld werd dat je zou maar drie jaren nog te leven hebben, ook al je de medicatie nam, en slechts maar één zonder. Wat een wonder is dit!
13:30 – Mount Keen (M235), 3081ft, 939m
Regular readers will notice a change in tone and style.
Increasingly I am coming simply not to believe I have cancer.
It is now more than five years since I was told in no uncertain terms by a senior urologist working at the Diakonessenhuis hospital in Utrecht in The Netherlands that if I did not take the medication he was prescribing me, I would be dead within a year, and that even if I did, I would likely be dead within three. Another urologist, working at the Wilhelmina Hospital in Nijmegen, who some weeks later offered a second opinion, suggested that three years was maybe a bit pessimistic, adding that five was more likely. Continue reading “New Horizons”
I met a man on Braeriach last Sunday who I recognised from the Facebook, where he has shared his experience of prostate cancer. The next day I got a message from an old school chum, living now on the other side of the big water, seeking advice about his recent diagnosis. Each of us has a very different experience of the disease and our circumstances are very different, but we share something. Continue reading “Prostate Cancer Warriors”
Sometimes people tell me that they would be frightened, alone in the mountains, particularly when camping out. My usual response is that there is nothing to fear except axe wielding maniacs. Sometimes I also have to ask when the last time was that they heard of an axe wielding maniac running amok in the Scottish Highlands. Continue reading “Exposure”
The first victim of cancer is the future. Continue reading “The first victim”