I retire and pass the torch
I had a good rest and have lots of new energy now being back at home. All this for now, what the next minute brings I don’t know. Sometimes I don’t even know what the last minute brought…
I said it in the hospital and I repeat it again: I retire from now on. No more work and I wish I could retire my metastatic liver cancer as well.
Yet as in any good business: the business has to continue. So will this secondary cancer blog. My kids will take over, as they have the knowledge about hospice and palliative care. I pass the torch to my kids and will supervise them as and when I feel like it.
I will still post as and when I feel like it. The flame had got some water, but the flame is still burning!
Metastatic liver cancer continues!
The sad news is that cancer will continue to be a part of human live. The sad news is also that me and my kids’ grandparents have or had cancer, so my kids for sure will be on a quest how to prevent cancer in future. DaughterSK has been a great help already by putting my recorded words in writing. Yet all of them face the fact that one day they could be in my shoes. So they will continue my fight that cancer is a choice that politicians can make to eradicate it or not.
The difference is that my kids have more strength and are still cancer free, so they can stress on how to prevent cancer, what to do to be prepared for the worst and live every day as if it where your last.
My wish is they write about:
- cancer treatments for the sick,
- cancer prevention for the healthy and
- for all of you: : spread the word that cancer is not needed but:
cancer is a cancer of politicians not caring for cancer.
Metastatic liver cancer, hospice and palliative care
Half a day there was an extra nurse in the house today, great. But what when she is gone tomorrow? This cancer has no cute time-schedule: it comes when you least expect it with things you never expected.
I see how one of my kids added a post about why I went to hospital explained in a respectful way. I thank them for that but it is my wish that they once I am no more around also tell you the dirty facts that can happen when you are trying to take care of a cancer patient. Cancer treatment is a nice word, but in reality:
- cancer treatment is sad in a hospital
- cancer treatment is hard, tiring and demanding (and a few other adjectives that don’t come to my mind now) at home
I am signing of, back to beating secondary liver cancer and supervising the work 🙂