Monday, August 11, 2014

11 August Beacons of hope

Unenthralled by the prospect of  a life lived in bed, hoisted from pillow to pot, I have allowed myself to believe that I'm not going to "beat the bugger", in other words survive the tumour with sufficient faculties intackt to lead a normal life. I have decided to leave my whissper beacons running for as long  as I'm capable to supervise them.
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