Today is our wedding anniversary -- 37 years ago today
Sue and I were married.
As those of you who know us know, Sue and I are totally
different in personality, in what would like to do, and in so many other ways.
But I have always been the advocate of opposites attracting, and in the case of
Sue and I this is most definitely a fact.
Sue swept me off my feet almost 41 years ago when I first
met over the post office counter in Barton on Humber, and since that time she
has endeavoured to keep my feet firmly on the ground. This has been needed, as
there are times when I do need a reality check. We married in the rain in a
small village church at Bonby, near Brigg in Lincolnshire, and we have recently
been back to visit with some of our grandchildren. They were very fascinated. I
have to say they have been 37 wonderful years, and I wouldn't have changed
anything. Much has happened in that
time, people have departed and new people have taken place, but of course that
is the order of things.
Yesterday I went to visit the Oncologist, and Charlotte
came with me. Not a good day. Apparently the cancer has spread to an upper
thoracic vertebrae and several ribs. This news came as a bit of a blow,
particularly as I am feeling so well. The Oncologist was uncertain as to
whether to change my medication -- at present I am on Sutent, which has an
average effectiveness of 11 months, and I have been on it 27 months, so it was
inevitable that this time would come. Apparently the cancer cells learn ways of
getting round the medication, finding new ways to multiply. This is what seems
to be happening in my case. The new medication is a drug called Everolimus. He
put this scenario to me as to whether to change the drug now, leave it to more
cycles continuing with Sutent, and then have a further CT scan to see how
things are. After much discussion, thought and reflection I have decided to
stay with Sutent for now. This does mean
however that the Cruise which Sue and I had hoped to go on at the end of June
is looking unlikely. Certainly the day and cruise to the Arctic circle we had
planned won't happen, because I have a further meeting with the oncologist in
that first week, but it may be we can go a few days later to another
desitination.
So how do I feel about the cancer?.
I have to say when the news was given me it was quite a
body blow, but not quite the body blow like when I was first told. The problem
with many people (myself included) is that they think they will live forever,
and that bad things will not happen to them, and if you pray hard enough things
will get better. The reality in each of these is that this doesn't happen. We
don't live forever, everybody is open to good and bad things happening to them,
and prayer is answered in ways we don't always understand.
As a priest and as a Christian I just don't understand, but
at the heart of our faith there has to be in something we can’t see, we can’t understand,
and we can’t prove – otherwise faith would not be faith but certainty, and there
are no certainties in this life, other than it will, for us, one day come to an
end! I have seen many many instances
where far better people than I have died of cancer, been killed in a car crash
or other accident, had a heart attack at a young age, or whatever, and simply
to offer quick slick answers I feel is utter nonsense. We have to be honest in our belief.
But the trap I had fallen into was to fall back into the
thinking that after almost 2 ½ years on Sutent "everything is all
right", and as long as I take the medication, all would be well. Reality should always kick in and remind me
that 2 or 3 years ago I was very poorly indeed and not expected to perhaps be
alive now. But that same reality tells
me I am here now, and I have, to use the Oncologist’s words yesterday,
responded excellently to treatment, and hopefully I will continue to respond to
this and to my new medication.
Last Saturday I had a wonderful time leading St Mary Magdalene
Hucknall’s staff team in an away day. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and I wish this
more people would use me in this way. Perhaps in the future this may be the
case. I got the team trying to discover
things about each other which they didn’t know, and also trying to get each one
of them to understand that it is ok to be vulnerable, and at times, to let that
vulnerability be on display. This is a
topic which is very dear to me.
Two weeks ago I went to see my Spiritual Director. As always, I had a great time with her. She is so wise, so prayerful, and so
appraocjable. She majored on this aspect
of vulnerability, and linked it into my Sabbatical findings. She was saying that it is ok to be
vulnerable, and to display it, and to let us witness to today’s world through
it.
Last week has also led me to meet our new Archdeacon (of
Newark), David Picken, not once, not twice, but three times. He seems a great guy, and his sermon on
Sunday was very inspiring. I felt very
relaxed with him at last Sunday’s worship – not something I always feel when
Archdeacons or Bishops come to visit us.
And that is my failing, not theirs! Archdeacon David has also been very
supportive to me in these uncertain days health wise, and without giving too much
away at this stage, helping me to sort out my future.
Last week I also had half a day in Dukeries College, a
secondary school where I am a governor, and where I try and spend at least a
day a month in its RE department. They
have fantastic teachers, and I love getting involved in their lessons. I'm
going in all day next Tuesday and then going for a curry with two of the teachers
in the evening -- they are helping me with my PowerPoint presentation of my Sabbatical.
I am now really looking forward to my niece’s wedding on
Saturday and as I have already said on Facebook, particularly if you are
reading this and will be at the wedding, I don't want anybody to look strangely
at me, speak in a patronising voice, or think that it will be the last time you
will see me. I am no different to last time you saw me. I intend to enjoy
myself, with my family and friends, and to go on enjoying myself for as long as
I possibly can. Again as I said on
Facebook, there is still life in me to be lived, and I am most definitely going
to live it.
So well said Richard i am proud to be your sister
ReplyDeletethank you for your honesty
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