In the midst of the virus, life goes on.

Yesterday morning my Dad rang to break the news that his partner of two years had been diagnosed with “terminal cancer”. She’s not long turned ninety so both she and my Dad have been self-isolating.  She was alone when she was given the news and he was alone when she gave him the news inContinue reading “In the midst of the virus, life goes on.”

My prostate and me

A couple of weeks ago it was widely reported that prostate cancer had become the most commonly diagnosed cancer in the UK.  Partly driven by campaigns encouraging men to get tested by celebrities Stephen Fry, Rod Stewart and Bill Turnbull it had overtaken breast cancer. Last night I learned at first-hand how it can affectContinue reading “My prostate and me”

Cold Feet, cancer and GPs over-prescribing

About five years ago, quite by chance, I was diagnosed with an exotic sounding, and for me symptomless, inherited condition called haemochromatosis. It’s the name for when iron levels in the body slowly build up over many years.  If left untreated, I learned to my consternation, it can damage your liver, kidney, joints, pancreas and heart.Continue reading “Cold Feet, cancer and GPs over-prescribing”

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