Friendship, relaxation and love

“One cannot always tell what it is that keeps us shut in, confines us, seems to bury us, but still one feels certain barriers, certain gates, certain walls. is all this imagination, fantasy? ….”

Hi Lizbeth

Thanks for the follow (+ the ‘likes'(s)
Happy blogging/writing and all the best with your blog
“ sleepy-head” craig (here in “Sleepy Hollow”)
“It always seems impossible…
until it gets done!”
– Nelson Mandela
You CAN…if you THINK you can

“Put your fears behind you and your dreams in front of you…always.”

Best wishes from the First City to see the light


Don’t worry about the world ending today
it’s already tomorrow in scenic and tranquil ‘little’ New Zealand×800.228ba8.png/content/dam/images/4/y/r/n/6/a/image.related.StuffLandscapeSixteenByNine.1420×800.228ba8.png/1616873002911.jpg

smile each and every day

Living everyday with a chronic illness can take its toll. Especially when a rare disease such as carcinoid syndrome and doesn’t trip of the lips easily. Most people haven’t heard of the cancer that comes with it let alone understand it. The daily routine of creams, feeding, blood sugar checking. Not to mention the absolute fatigue. What makes life much easier is routine. And most importantly I make sure I find a special time for friendship, relaxation and love.

In between my weekly tube services, 14 day octreotide treatment I find time to get some normality into my life. The one thing I promised myself is when the words incurable rang in my ears; I most certainly gave myself a talking to and will always fit this disease round my life not my life round the disease. My family is hugely important to me. I will always find the time…

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