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”
Category: Cancer
Exposure
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
The first victim of cancer is the future. Continue reading “The first victim”
There is a place I always go back to ….
There is a place I always go back to. Continue reading “There is a place I always go back to ….”
The Great Moss
Since the start of 2017 I have sought the advice of two Buddhist teachers about how to deal with my condition. As I have often said, the effort is almost entirely mental – although this is now changing somewhat as I feel the effects of the medication not working any more. Continue reading “The Great Moss”
An ordinary visit to the oncologist
My oncologist is a very nice man. Continue reading “An ordinary visit to the oncologist”
Living with cancer #2
The following is not a joyful or inspiring text. It nevertheless says what has to be said. Also, sensitive readers beware that in the second last paragraph, there is a word I rarely use and that might be considered offensive.
Chemical castration
I had always intended to be away in the hills somewhere for the week or so before my next oncology appointment, which was planned for 27th June. Continue reading “Chemical castration”
Living with cancer #1
A man I know, who was recently diagnosed for the first time with cancer, told me a story today. Continue reading “Living with cancer #1”
Climbing mountains with cancer
The first mountain I climbed with cancer is called Carn Dearg (Red Crag) and is situated at the north east edge of Rannoch Moor. Continue reading “Climbing mountains with cancer”