Go get yourself a hot dog.....there's time:-)

Quick blog.  Stephanie and I wound that bat up and thwacked it as hard as we could. And both of us have our eye on the home run. I feel hopeful.  I feel excited that this may be done. I feel lucky.  I also feel sore! But I'm in Club Med St George Private and I know they have drugs! But I am totally up for short term pain for long term gain.......
Will send better update when not hooked up to tubes and drugged up to the eyeballs.  Thanks for all the texts, calls, comments etc.  John will let you know when his text finger is booked in for surgery :-)

So I am not going to sit up tonight until 3am quietly celebrating the fact that my cancer has gone.  Been there done that. What I am going to do is fall asleep knowing that today provided me an extra layer of precaution that the cancer is gone and will not ever come back.  I have increased my odds. My batting average just got better :-)

It's amazing what a heath scare like cancer can do in terms of reflecting on all the people that are in your life.  I have been lying here remembering the life of my Grandma Gimbert.  She was an amazing woman who died only a few short months off 100. My grandma took no medication.  She had a passion for sport both as a participant and a sports fan that fueled her life (she once refused me taking her to the doctors because the Australian Open was on!!!) and she always always laughed at herself.  I was very proud of her. I loved that whenever I introduced her to my friends she would slap them on the arm and ask them to guess her age. Even more so I loved that my mates would generally still be rubbing their arm sometime after.  She also had a good batting average and I am shooting to emulate her from this point onwards....so that home run was for you Eve xxx