A DIARY WRITTEN BY PLINKYPONKS HUSBAND FRANK: 1
13 september2
I suppose if we find a lump we always think of the worst case scenario but then wait get a grip of course its not cancer thats just panic it could be so many other things lets just wait and see.So we wait and they see.3
As soon as the nurse said to me would you like to join us so you can listen to what is being said i knew.The thirteenth September etched on my mind from then on.Sitting in a small room waiting to see the doctor making small talk realising gwynny thought she was ok i knowing she wasnt.4
Of course he wasnt just a doctor he was now a surgeon now thats a bit of a giveaway.He wrote in big capital letters a list:Surgery;Chemotherapy;5
Radiotherapy;Hormone therapy.'I usually offer one or more of these options.In your case we think all of them would be the best way to help you.'6
We dont get a lot of time to digest this then all i could remember was women who have the surgery have a 70/30 chance of living for ten years or more.Fine if your ninety years old.Then we are told chemotherapy is to start next thursday which seems a bit of a while to wait i thought.I was hoping we could go and start it straight away.Well that was it see you next thursday.Then we were left to pick up the pieces of a once normal life.Could it,would it,ever be normal again?7
No sleep tonight,no work tomorrow.Phone call to work.Trying to keep calm when i say i wont be in today my wife has been diagnosed with breast cancer saying it but still not believing it.8
14 September. 9
to be continued as a diary10
Author notes
THIS IS WRITTEN BY MY HUSBAND FRANK ALL BY HIMSELF
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allpoetry.com/Story/1536189 yoohoo i have written one too but i am not sure i want you to read it as it might upset you even though i tried to make it funny maybe its cruel to write about upsetting things i dunno anyway its called my eyebrows just dropped off...so if you want to read it and tell me if you think its too serious that would be great but you dont have to if you have had enough with franks diary. thanks anyway. have i said thanks. and thanks.
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Oh Plinks, I was not aware... always plying my own contests and poetry here, and seeing you only in goofy entries to my goofy contests. I followed Micha here after reading what she wrote about you (and even knowing your name *sigh* ) I feel selfish that this makes me sad. Words now fail me
Andrew -
penguins, yes, kiss them all and how so much, so mucch I wish I could ride the number 7 bus with you...I, well, what everyone said above and more and more, my friend, I want you well, well and I care, just care... Oh, You, My England Woman Twin Much Taller But KNOWS...
you, well, here--->
plink's sherry, yes...
(and what Windy said about odds, yes, I agree...)
You!!! oh plink!
Just
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Frank will be your strength and soon this will be but just a memory book to take out on occasion and read together.....time solves so many problems and I must agree with Brian...kiss all the penguins you meet
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love is the most important thing
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Penguin kisses are rumored among natives of the tuahitchipottami tribes of tierra del fuego to be chock full of healing power. You must kiss each penguin you encounter. If you gently rub the feathers on the back of his neck he will definitely kiss back (or she. frankly it is hard to tell the difference). Be careful, as they are inclined to try and slip a little tongue into the action.
I don't like it when odds enter a conversation, but as wonderful and odd as you are, you have every chance of beating this. -
therapy in order or out of order is always a good thing, albeit, not necessarily a pleasant process....march on f
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I bought my tickled pink badge yesterday, yeah a pound to the fund.. but I also sponsor a session of after care at a local hospice too..
that aside.. I wish you all my special thoughts and much love Gywn.. your plinkiness will be tickled pink soon enough my friend
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Plink, I wish I had no knowledge of the things you refer to here, but alas, I do. It's become almost a routine thing in my extended family, almost a morbid sort of expectation.
The plus side is that I'm also able to bear witness to the amazing strides modern medicine continues to make and am encouraged and given reason to continue to be upbeat and hopeful, as friends and loved ones do battle with this beast, in much the same way I can only imagine I'll square off with it in the future, the time and place still unannounced.
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my dear one....I have written and finished a diary just like this...after a biopsy...things returned to notrmal (for me anyway) after the 3 bouts with cancer...I am always a little, oh, hell, a lot, fearful of anything that might indicate a tumor...so, I am living proof that things are not always bad. But the fear of not knowing is indescribable...I will be waiting for the next entry and as Ed said...it is not a tumor...luv ya
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its not a tumor
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