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Well, this is the First Cancer Diary in almost Two years where I am free of the Cancer and in full remission. Thanks to Sir Digory Lapwing for the remission present. It’s been a journey that my long forgotten ancestor, Vasco the Thomson, would have been proud of. His voyage was the First to circumnavigate the Pumphy Pond, although Vasco himself was fatally and mortally murdered at the Cape of Livi punks Buzzin the glue. Anyway, that’s been great news but I must say that in all the time I had the Cancer I never felt close to death. I felt awfy and wished that I could’ve gone into a coma until it was all over, but at no time did I ever think ‘Fuck, this is it’. Thoughts like that were reserved for the Heart attack, although, to be honest, I can now only remember the desperate gasping for air, the drenching sweat and a vague recollection of being put on a stretcher thing. The next thing I remember is being sick and those awfy few Seconds where I had to keep it in my mouth until the Nurse got a sick thing for me to be sick into. Which, compared to a couple of Hours before, when I’d ‘died’ for the Second time, was a result. Hopefully, the Vape will help me stop the Baccy habit. That’ll be the thing that gets me if I don’t stop it soon. Mind you, the Cancer I had is a ‘ volatile and unpredictable’ form, so it could come back and make a return to the good ship Scud at anytime. Everyone has been super supportive and I feel like George Bailey at times – ‘The richest man in Town. Thanks to Chrissie B, and Douglas, Davy B and Julie, Linda B and Nick, and Paty and Sam for being the best family I could ever wish to have. To Hamo and Jim W, Two of my auldest and dearest pals, thanks for all your help and support, not only over the last couple of years, but for ever, really. Last, but not least, thanks to the Boabby Thomson Cancer Bus [ Callum, Dunc and I ] and the Boabby Thomson ‘Cultyur’ Bus [ Callum, Dunc, Annette and I ]. The miles covered, sights seen and laughs had on the Bus have been a huge part of my recovery and my introduction to live classical music, by the Cultyur Bus, has amazing.
I feel I must point out an inaccuracy in your most recent posting. The first circumnavigation of Pumphy pond was not, as you claim, achieved by Vasco the Thomson but by my ancestor, Olaf Hairyarse, many years before but, as with America, we Vikings were too busy raping and pillaging to make such a claim at the time. Although the great saga of Olaf Hairyarse does record that the womenfolk of Pumphy were unspeakably ugly, meaning he and his men mainly cocentrated on the pillaging. I hope you stand corrected. Olaf Hairyarsonsonson.