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I'm not normally one for sad stories or sharing those "empowering" sayings that are all over Facebook but just thought I'd share this story. You never know, that mess the Sparky left or the crap the Plasterer blobbed all over the floor may not seem so important.
About 6 weeks ago our neighbours/ friends popped in for a coffee on Sunday morning. My wife mentioned when they left that Paul looked quite unwell. The next day he's in hospital having emergency surgery for pancreatic cancer. 2 weeks later, while having routine tests, his wife Brenda was told by the nurse she wasn't happy with the results and sent her straight to the hospital where she was diagnosed with Leukaemia. This comes after losing one of their sons to cancer last Christmas.
Paul left for the UK last Saturday to continue his treatment and Brenda goes this Saturday. I spent all day with her yesterday at the hospital having her tests.
They've been trying to sell their house but haven't so have had to rent it out.
I don't know what I hope to acheive with this post but I know I've changed since my visit from Mr C.
About 6 weeks ago our neighbours/ friends popped in for a coffee on Sunday morning. My wife mentioned when they left that Paul looked quite unwell. The next day he's in hospital having emergency surgery for pancreatic cancer. 2 weeks later, while having routine tests, his wife Brenda was told by the nurse she wasn't happy with the results and sent her straight to the hospital where she was diagnosed with Leukaemia. This comes after losing one of their sons to cancer last Christmas.
Paul left for the UK last Saturday to continue his treatment and Brenda goes this Saturday. I spent all day with her yesterday at the hospital having her tests.
They've been trying to sell their house but haven't so have had to rent it out.
I don't know what I hope to acheive with this post but I know I've changed since my visit from Mr C.