My Gift To You A poem about carers and the (often unrecognised) importance of their role in cancer survivorship. The poem is called My Gift to You-- because friends who care […]
The 'rotten' light-weight form of this driftwood spoke to me of 'not-knowing if the cancer is there - eating away at my inside'. Mal, prostate cancer survivor
MY JOURNEY I sat in the consulting room With my red socks as company "It's almost certain you have CANCER" Is what the doctor said to me. There are tigers; […]