Some of my regular readers will already know this but my family has had some extraordinarily good news this week. My husband, who has been treated for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma this year has received scan results that show that there is no visible cancer in his body. He now has one more round of chemotherapy to go, and in about a month, we can look at starting the recovery process. He is not officially cured until ten years have gone by without any recurred of the cancer so it’s not the full all clear, it is however an extreme relief.
Chemotherapy has been a harrowing experience for both of us, and left me pretty much having to act the dual role of single parent and carer for an ill partner – a dichotomy which is a very difficult balance for anyone to pull of, and one that I have managed with very little grace.
There have been many kinds words and support from the blog readers, fellow poets and friends, and all of them have mattered, so a large thank you to all. We are not quite out of the woods until 2020, but at the moment, and for the first time in a long while the light at the end of the tunnel is not an oncoming train.