I’ve been quiet, I know. My writing was always going to be sporadic, providing sparks of illumination on a life less ordinary but lately I’ve been doing a lot more contemplation than writing. It’s probably tied up with my acceptance and commitment therapy. When seeing a psychologist the hard work is done between appointments. The … Continue reading All quiet.
It’s twelve months to the day since I underwent a brain biopsy confirming a brain tumour diagnosis. Six hours rendered unconscious whilst a tiny hole was drilled through my skull and then a very fine needle inserted, guided by a live MRI scan to take a small tissue sample for analysis. My anxious family waited … Continue reading An unexpectedly bad year.