Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
I’m starting this narrative sitting in a waiting room at the oncology unit St James’ Hospital. An unexpected attendance at the Leeds Teaching Hospital, after a family member was earlier given an emergency referral by his GP. A cautionary move seeking an oncologist opinion about the tumour complications he was experiencing. I assume it’s his tumour the female GP wants a second opinion about... Continue Reading →
Remaining sanguine has been a challenge since my wife Karen’s diagnosis of metastatic breast cancer in 2010. Where The Rainbow Ends – “I Regret To Tell You…” In the absence of a possible cure, she describes herself as a ticking timebomb. I perhaps wouldn’t utilise that particularly descriptive, however, I suppose it adequately reflects the uncertainty surrounding... Continue Reading →