Well another new years eve has passed and once again I’ve
proved the bastards wrong and survived. Terminal illness makes milestones mean
so much more and with 16 being my lucky number (my football jumper number J
) I will be fighting as hard as I have for the past 13 years to make it to the
next new years eve.
With the downturn in health and the knowledge that there is
nothing that can be done it makes me more determined to extend what time is
left out to as long as possible. If only it was possible to beat it but unlike
cancer there are no treatments that will help so it comes down to achieving as
many of my goals as possible before the end comes.
2015 was a wonderful year for achieving the things I had
waited years to see and do. I know most will not understand my fascination and
need to be around to see new horizons reach Pluto so you will just have to
trust that it was hugely important to me.
My high school reunion meant the world to me and the support
I received from Michael, Michelle and Craig meant everything and always will.
Its getting harder and harder to get comfortable to write
but I will get there. From now on I will devote whatever moments I can to
finishing this damn book J once I have all my evidence compiled I will also be
doing my bit to hold certain so called medical professionals to account so they
can’t hurt others. At least I can then leave a legacy of knowing I did my bit
to weed out the bad apples in the qld health system. I truly believe that the qld
health system is long over due for a fitzgerald style enquiry.
Finally as time goes on you find out who friends really are.
Talk is cheap but actions say everything. Those of you that have been there
over the last year or two (and you know who you are) have been amazing. The kind
acts and just “being there” has meant everything to me. My productive days
might be getting shorter and shorter but hey that’s life. You live with the
cards you are dealt and as far as I am concerned you then beg borrow and steal
your way to get better ones and that is my attitude and has been since this
nightmare started in January 2002.
As I said earlier there is no “beating this” as that is medically
impossible but I am a fighter and when I do go down it will be kicking and
screaming and everyone will know I gave it everything.
So bring on 2016 and yes you know its coming…………..eatem
alive tiges! J
