A FORTUNATE LIFE
“Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone.” So sang Canadian chanteuse Joni Mitchell in her 1970 hit, “Big Yellow Taxi”. Fifty years on, the words ring loud and clear.
My battle with lung cancer continues apace. I always thought it was a cliché but a battle it is proving to be. After chemotherapy to reduce the tumour to an operable size, surgery to remove it was not successful, said tumour lying too close to my aorta to safely remove it. Luckily, the clever cancer quacks at Gosford Hospital had Plan B up their sleeves, and I have recently completed a course of radiation therapy, supported by more chemo, before embarking on a yearlong schedule of
