”It’s all cake, holiday, cake, holiday!”, joked Jeremy. Yes, guiltyyy! This simple formula plus the therapies, supplements and exercise is working though. I’m still here and approaching 19 months since the prognosis and 11 months since chemo with still no physical symptoms. Hurrah! Sadly, this week 20 years ago my father died of bowel cancer aged 60. But since then, I see from the Future Learn online cancer related courses, that science has and is moving in leaps and bounds. I keep an eye on trials for one I could qualify for and there is plenty happening for the 200+ cancer types around. This is great news for the future generations.
The other ‘C’ word is cake! I was at the hospital for my CT scan; they had trouble finding a vein, ”your veins are very thin”. The rest of me isn’t! I got a puncture in both arms in the end and got through it visualising the chocolate cake I was going to treat myself to afterwards. It was the gooiest triple decker I’ve had in ages. A bunch of enthusiastic dentists sat at the next table discussing teeth health. I heard: ”Your teeth are nice” ”Oh but I like yours”….Note to self: brush teeth 30 minutes after eating cake. Is that practical?
Saw Alan the hypnotherapist this week for a new visualisation. I had a positive test for RAS wildtype last year and it was this week I learnt, on my online course, that the pesky protein had been promoting cell division resulting in the tumour. The online course lecturer described it as ‘a switch stuck in the on position’. A great concept for a visualisation. I was early for our appointment and went to the Sefton Tea Room first. I tiptoed up the stairs to avoid disturbing the horses in training, closed the door of the café behind me and the waitress said, ”good morning, how many of you are there?”. ”Err one!” ”Well you can sit where ever you like”. So I can – it’s empty! I chose a slice of the rocky road cake which looked better under its dome…
Well, Carolyn and I had a catchup and celebrated her birthday at the Tea Cosy. Here we are. I chose a slice of The Friday Cake! YUM! Really YUM! And yes it was on Friday. I only had space for soup when I met Anne Marie later for lunch at The Flower Pot. We both had the healthy and hearty vegetable soup.
Also this week was the Didcot Food festival organised by Christine Wallace from GBBO. (We’ve been to her house for Bake with Me sessions). She had her friends from GBBO, Great British Menu, Masterchef and BBC Oxford there. It was very well organised with a variety of stalls and non-stop demonstrations.
Julia and I were the first to arrive and met up with Sue and Janet later. Here we are tucking into Red Velvet Cake and 6 hours later finished the day with a cuppa before heading home. The demonstrations were fab, we had front row seats and I got to meet the wickedly funny Candice. Neither Charles nor Jeremy knew of Candice but they know of Caprice!! Funny that..
So I uncovered a sermon written by my grandfather and published in October 1938 which I have posted under Wellbeing. Even though it is 80 years old it has resonance today-about taking pleasure in silence. I feel so lucky you know. I met some people on a focus panel this week still taking anti-depressants years after their cancer diagnosis. ”My body’s let me down”. No, your brain has….