Tag Archives: cancer

“canopic dolls”

Was a fun family project! I bought both the girls a set, and taught them how to use a spray can in the backyard. They finished theirs pretty quickly, but I got nervous about “wrecking” mine and kept procrastinating. The long weekend just been I finally had a crack. The paint marker was a little […]

“heralds”

This was going to start off like so many recent posts – been tired, took a long time to work on this, bla bla. But it was worse, a new insomnia and a new level of stress. Waking up at 5am and not being able to get back to sleep. Waking up at 4am, waking […]

chart topper

Had my third colonoscopy last Friday. All clear. No polyps. The hospital admission forms always seem like a tedious exercise – tick “no” 20 times and sign your name twice – but the nurse running through it this time gave me a different perspective. “Any allergies?” No. “Any current illnesses?” No. “Any medications?” No. “Any […]

“probation”

This is a story of two halves. Bad part first. The idea for this came into my head a couple of years back when I got the letter about my first check up scan. I still feel like a bit of a faker telling people I had cancer, because I never felt sick, but chemo […]

“sequence”

This was going to be about death. A few weeks back, I was listening to a Pink Floyd album, one of the seminal bands of my late teens and early twenties. I looked at the date of the album, and realised that they’d essentially broken up 25 odd years ago, and two of them were […]

memento mori

Today we were taking my eldest daughter out for a treat, her very first movie at the cinema, Cinderella. Not far from it, I pointed out a landmark from my childhood, a kindergarten with crazy sculptures of a copyright infringing Yogi Bear and Huckleberry Hound. I told her we used to look out for it […]

”pestilence”

Just in case anyone thought the blog was getting soft. In honour of tomorrow’s colonoscopy, a flashback from nearly four years ago, and my first one. To paraphrase the old Bali tshirt – my brother went to Mexico and all he brought me back was this lousy gastro-intestinal parasite. Blastocystis hominis has similar symptoms to […]

“two card drawing”

Was a hell of a week. On the Monday I got my pathology results back, as good as cancer can be, low grade and not growing into the surrounding tissue. I was at work before my appointment and it was like sitting in a bubble of reality, like looking through a membrane at everything completely […]

“piss easy”

I drew this Freudian case study while recovering from my “cystoscopy,” a fancy word for having a camera with a robot scraper arm threaded through the eye of your needle. I’m sure I’m supposed to flag this as mature or something.