Author Archives: macarisms

I’m 50 years of age. I feel 70. My doctor tells me that my body is behaving like a 70 year old. It’s a little scary. Stage IV lung cancer and 15 months of non-stop chemo can do that to … Continue reading →

Cancer has been front and centre this last week. Relay for Life on the weekend, with cancer survivors and carers, and the memory of loved ones now gone. Surgery today for our niece to remove any traces of melanoma. A funeral this … Continue reading →

Grace has organized a team of 24 for theRelay for Life again this year. There are hundreds of people walking, running, hanging around. The theme is: Celebrate. Remember. Fight Back. There’s not much to celebrate about cancer. Only last night my … Continue reading →

I’ve gone from sleeping 6-7 hours a night for years and years, to needing more than 9 hours a night. Some nights I need 11 or 12 and still wake up feeling tired. This on top of occasional nanna naps … Continue reading →

I’m still rejoicing in Tuesday’s amazing news of my cancer shrinking. This has renewed my commitment to persevering with the chemo. Why else would I submit to being poisoned every three weeks, AND pay thousands each time for the privilege? … Continue reading →

On Monday I had a CT scan to check what was happening with the cancer. I must admit, that I’d been expecting this scan to show growth. It’s over a year now since I began chemo and it’s unusual for … Continue reading →

The sea was sparkling, the water was cool, the surf was a good size. I took off on a wave, felt it pushing me forward, and rode it to the beach. My lungs were working hard, sucking in every breath, … Continue reading →

Note: this article involves detailed discussion of James chapter 5 in the Bible. Over the past 12 months I’ve been pointed numerous times to a passage in James chapter 5. This is an important and puzzling part of the Bible. … Continue reading →

Having cancer isn’t much fun. From time to time I follow a forum where people share their stories of having cancer, or of caring for those who do. Some of these stories are heartbreaking. The pain, the fear, the loneliness, the … Continue reading →

Twelve months ago today, I was catching up with good friends in a coffee shop near home. We do it once a year, at roughly the same time, and we’ve been doing it for years. These guys come from Melbourne, … Continue reading →