Life's a Beach......

….and then you die.

This is probably going to be the strangest thread I’ve ever posted.     I apologise if people find this upsetting.   I’ve mentioned before that I have some serious health problems – however…..

I was rushed to hospital last Monday morning unable to breathe – heart pounding, tingling all over, feeling feint – taken straight to the resus ward and had lots of tests and scans done.    

Turns out I have multiple pulmonary embolisms (lots of blood clots in both lungs) blocking almost all oxygen absorption – but they are a secondary effect of the cancer that has silently spread all around my body.    

I'm afraid that it's 'Game Over!'

I may or may not post here again – my priorities have been somewhat rearranged for me - but if I’m ever up in the middle of the night with some time to spare, you’ll see me smiling over the forum again for as long as I’m around.

I have a difficult journey ahead of me and, no matter how many friends and family are beside me, I will be walking this path very much alone.     

As Roy Batty said:

“I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.

All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.”

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  • So so  sorry to hear you have been simitten with cancer. 

    Its true life is like a beach  and eventuallly we all dissolve back into the sea from whence we came. 

    However when you walk along a beach sometimes you find beautiful pieces of polished glass. You hold them up to the light and think "jesus thats beautiful !".

    To me you are like one of those pieces of polished glass, a beautiful object that the universe created  thats a pleasure to encounter.

    Let us all know how you're getting on.

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  • So so  sorry to hear you have been simitten with cancer. 

    Its true life is like a beach  and eventuallly we all dissolve back into the sea from whence we came. 

    However when you walk along a beach sometimes you find beautiful pieces of polished glass. You hold them up to the light and think "jesus thats beautiful !".

    To me you are like one of those pieces of polished glass, a beautiful object that the universe created  thats a pleasure to encounter.

    Let us all know how you're getting on.

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