I probably should apologize for change to blatant existentialism
on my life rather than the stock market, that this blog has become, but I have
an excuse, I have been having another battle with melanoma.
After recently having a couple of tumors reappear in my lungs I
have been on radiation therapy.
All this had been going reasonably successfully for 6 weeks, with
the main tumor shrinking, but I was noticing I wasn't feeling well in myself,
in fact feeling quite ill, with flue like symptoms and back ache.
The
unfortunate outcome was I had a car accident late that afternoon, lucky no one
was hurt!
So
I got my wife to take me to outpatients for a check
I had been trying to get into the GP doctor, or a specialist, but wasn’t being listened to by the medical profession.GP was too busy, oncologist couldn’t see me till after Christmas, and radiologist said he looked at my scan and said everything was OK.So off I went to work. I write this reluctantly because I feel after all the help I have had, I don't want to be labelled as ungrateful.But having led a very active life, with medical check-ups for a pilot’s licence, I’m not in the habit of going to a doctor unless I need one, and given that background, with melanoma, wouldn’t you think it sensible to see this patient?
k-up, luckily I did, within
an hour I had had a seizure, and was on an air ambulance to Melbourne for scans
and treatment.
The
scan revealed 2 tumors on my brain with a couple of smaller ones on my spine.
I
guess that explains the symptoms doctors?
Anyway
probably no point going on about it, as the outcome would probably been the
same, but it might have prevented a car accident, and why do doctors assume
they know more than the patient?
But its important to put my thoughts down so people that im
enjoying life with, have a bit of an understanding of why I am a bit melancholy
at some stages, and maybe a doctor might listen.
Your life , my life all our lives are pretty similar, you work consistently and persistently to make your life better, for yourself and your family, and as you work hard, the fruits come!
I have have been lucky to have been born into the best family possible, in the best country possible at what is probably the best time possible, and meeting the best bride possible ( had to sneak that one in.)
So life so far has been fantastic with a rising living standard, even having my own aeroplane to fly around in.
Of course I spent 40 year working bloody hard to have this all happen!
Then along came melanoma, at first it seemed a bit of an annoyance, had the mole removed, and move on.
But then it comes back in lymph nodes when it was diagnosed as malignant and I had to have a full auxiliary clearance, things start to gel in your mind that this is serious.
Then it comes back in your lungs, and you realize its bloody serious!
Then your life gets a bit harder, your at the doctor, being refereed to specialists and you start to get robbed of things.
You no longer have any hope of passing a medical for your pilots licence, your most treasured accomplishment is stripped from you without any ceremony!
Probably a bit dramatic, my most treasured accomplishment should be the birth of my children!
Yes well of course it is, sorry, I was getting ahead of myself, whoops forgot about mentioning meeting a very special person that became my wife!!!.
But you get the drift, your dreams of achieving great things get crushed, there is a finality to things that stifles all your enthusiasm as i am in Melbourne having a couple of brain lesions removed, i am starting to wonder how long i have, and there goes my drivers licence
So this to me is the greatest challenge of cancer, reinventing yourself to survive the challenge, and remain a little bit sane.
so setting short term goals will be the priotity, more fishing and cricket with the grandchildren if im capable,
My son and his wife are expecting their first baby, in Feb 2017,
so that has to be the immediate first goal, I can’t think of anything as
special as that.
One thing that is of concern is I won’t make it.
My paternal grandfather died just shortly before I was born, so it
would be bloody ironic if it happened for this generation as well.
Looking back at my grandfathers life I came across a world war 1
diary of his and his Brothers about their involvement in the war.
Reading it makes me feel like I need to harden up, and just get on
with how lucky I am.
Jack I’Anson my grandfather managed to survive the war, but was badly
gassed, so would have had a pretty ordinary life when he got home.
Poor Reg, was killed, only really a kid, killed in action as an ambulance
man.
The diary talks of them meeting up for some leave whilst over
there, then a few days later Jack receives the news that his Brother Reg had been
killed.
Thinking about it, these boys would have been on an adventure of a
lifetime that turned into absolute tragedy.
JACK I'ANSON'S WORLD WAR 1. RECORD
BRIEF & ROUGH
RECORD OF HIS WHEREABOUTS IN FRANCE/BELGIUM
(Guessed at some
spelling)
16.12.1916 Sailed from Port Melbourne
17.2.1917 Disembarked at Plymouth
Training at Windmill Camp
24.7.17 Reg arrived unexpectedly for 10 days
furlough (must have been
when their photos together
were taken in London.)
24.8.1917 Left Windmill Camp England for France
26.8.1917 Arrived Havre
1.9.17 Travelled thro Boulong
Etaple,Calais, Lumbra
3.9.17 Mielles-Les- Belguim
11.9.17 Monash inspected ranks
18.9.17 Trip to the seaside to bathe
25.9.17 Merk St. Lieven 27th Laitre St.
Vestines
2.10.17 Ypres
Leaving for the front line
4.10.17 ZERO HOUR
6.10.17 Back to Ypres
Oct 8 Amiens - carrying shells etc up
to the front line and met the
58th Battalion on their
way home and received the sad news
that Reg had been killed on their last go in on
24.9.17
9.10.17 Preparing to move up and hop over at
Paschendale.
12.10.17 HELL
- Paschendale Ridge.
13.10.17 Armistace to collect wounded.
15.10.17 Marched to Ypres, returned to Belguim
19.10.17 Marched to Desvier for a hot bath
24.10.17 Gazette Lance Corporal
10.11.17 Left Belguim then to Desviers & then
by bus to La Molle 30
miles
11.11.17 Bulleon to trenches Dyse
13.11.17 Several narrow escapes
3.11.17 At Roman Camp
14.12.17 Then Roman line then Bailleul
22.12.17 Steinmarck
31.12.17 Off to Neuve
25.1.18 Off to trenches
10.2.18 Raids at Warmeton then La Basser.
Relieved on 31,1,18
4.2.19 Quarters at Catacombes
12.2.18 Back to Lines
16.2.18 Relieved and at Lewshan Lodge
28.2.18 Holiday in England 14 days
11.3.18 Left Dover for Calais then St Omer-Neille,
Le Belguin
2.
22.3.18 Marched to Lumbres, train to Billinghem, marched to
Wardrecques.
25.3.18 Expect to go to the Somme, march to St.
Omer then long train
ride -rations for 4 days -
Travelled south to Somme. St. Pol,
Doulbens. Detrain at Mendicourt- all in a panic- French
civies
all fleeing. Kept moving.
29.3.18 4th Platoon going over with 46th to take
a wood- moved to
Buires and rested.
2.4.18 Moved off to trenches - Hell for 4 days
then to Ribermont
12.4.18 Heilly for a bath, then from Ribermont
near Treux between Ancy
and Somme rivers.
20.4.18 Treux
Big attack with a big win - took
hundreds of machine
guns and 2000 prisoners.
28.4.18 8 days rest at Tranveilers.
9.5.18 Allenville
22.5.18 Moved to S.E. Veiller-Bretonneux - 3.6.18
Still there
FRIDAY 7th
Memories, Anniversary. (Didn't say of what but it was the first
anniversary of their first
night fighting at the front line)
10.6.18 Raid at Villers Bretonneux Tunneling E. of V.B. - relieved and
went thro Amis and back to
Querriea for a rest.
12.7.18 Hamel - many prisoners. Much fighting.
2.8.18 Still at Hamel.
7.8.18 Stunt very successful
8 & 9 .18 Luscan Wood - a mad stunt - very fatal to
them
10.8.18 Proyart
12.8.18 Moved to Susan Wood.
21.8.18 Rumours of another stunt Albert to Somme,
moved to Bray
Croble road.
22.8.18 Stunt proceeded
Last entry as he was gassed
and sent to England to recover in
Beaufort War Hospital
30.8.18- 8.10.18.
War ended 11.11.1918
It was bloody pitiful really when you consider that they were only
ever considered cannon fodder by the British elite.
so Christmas this year will be special, hopefully i will make it, and get on with some planning.