I don't have a lot of time

I don’t have a lot of time

THE STORY – It seemed like a good time to start something new. The news from the meds is pretty crap but hey ho, movement increasingly difficult, some pains are frequent and I know that some of them will last as long as I do. Why then are things funnier than ever before? Why am I relaxed? Happier? More content? What’s really weird is that it isn’t even slightly drug induced as in the past (not that kind - the necessary ones). Why start writing a blog about a pretty depressing subject? Maybe just one person will read it and take just a little comfort from the fact that it doesn’t have to be scary; it doesn’t have to be the end till the The End. Even then maybe there’s an epilogue…

(From cancergiggles)

I think this chap (link down as of December 2016 – check his site out on the internet archive) has been reading Donkey for a while, and now that comments are on he’s even said hi. I thought I’d mention his blog, cancergiggles because it’s one of those look-in-your-referrer-logs-and-be-pleasantly-surprised kind of things.

I get bored and ratty as quickly as Gordon Brown waiting for the Hutton report

I love the way this guy writes, let alone thinks. Check it out :-)