treatment commences
cancer eradicated
we remain hopeful
the bell’s rung three times
radiotherapy done
life begins again
live for the moment
we are never complacent
cancer may return
cherish your loved ones
embrace life, it’s all too short
cancer is a thief!
Three years have passed since diagnosis
then I was told that cancer entered me
in the prostate was where it did dwell
but consultant was sure of setting me free
Various tests were done upon me
MRI, bone scan and CT were all clean
thankfully it had not spread anywhere
then biopsy done what's it mean?
Well, went on D-day to hospital
real nervous, but result cancer 5%
thinking this can be beaten, believe it
so next, decide what's the treatment?
After seeing a consultant made decision
radiotherapy for 20 days with no rest
hormone pills taken for a whole 5 months
at the end of that hope to pass the test
When PC is not a computer
Prostate Cancer jumps no fence
have regular 6 months tests so secure
PC under control feel God's presence
Now 3 years on keeping good health
no all-clear till 2027 wait and see
live your life, believing in your Lord
so take heart if you've got PC
(My history of past 3 years having prostate cancer and on the way to a positive result looking forward to winning this battle.)
His cancer has returned ...
writing is my therapy
If you don't like it
then it's tough-
cos I'm back!
Posted from the very same accommodation where I wrote my first poem 'Splendid Isolation' its over 5 years since his surgery but now my husband is receiving a very lengthy intensive course of radiotherapy
My internet time is very limited as I have to rely on free wifi when I can access it hence the reason I've posted 3 poems today.
I apologise I have very little time for soup and am unable to reply to or leave many comments at the moment
www.poetrysoup.com/poem/splendid_isolation_543657
5/7/10
Glioblastoma
Glioblastoma - death in disguise
Makes its appearance before we realize
A stealth adversary lurking in the brain
Metastasizes without restrain
A complex enemy
Untrustworthy
Of unknown origin
Emerging from deep within
Deploying its vascular tentacles
Stealing nutrients from the body’s receptacles
Baffling is its behavior
In search of a savior
Chemo radiotherapy with no other choice
Unable to silence its voice
Surgery perhaps
With high risk of relapse
Immunotherapy – the current hope
But still a downward slope
We shall move on
Until it is gone
Two and half years ago my friend was diagnosed with lung cancer.
He was at stage 4; the prognosis was not for a long sickness.
We surrendered ourselves to this final ending.
Days became months and months turned into years
We thought he was going to beat this evil.
He accepted chemotherapy with such determination and patience
But his resolve went on unhindered.
He submitted himself to radiotherapy with humour as they had
Tattooed his chest with markers, and to him it was funny.
For thirty months we felt the end coming,
His breathing became obviously painful
He couldn’t swallow and probably suffered panic attacks when his
Throat closed and his food came back to haunt him.
I started feeling his end coming before it arrived.
I prayed that it would be peaceful and painless
And I held my breath when it looked imminent.
I tried to prepare myself
Through tears and sorrow
I watched his shallow breathing with terror
And when the end came I was not ready.
Nothing in this world nor in my mind could have prepared me
For the moment when I had to say
Goodbye to my brother, my mate, my best friend.