I recently met a colleague who I hadn’t seen for 30 years. He was more than just a colleague, he was once my ‘Commanding Officer’. He had been made aware of my illness but after asking how I was, he was content with my short explanation “I’m not dead yet“. The great thing about soldiery is that you can pick up where you left off 30 years ago as if it was only yesterday and ‘bravado’ is not only allowed, it’s expected! A week later, I received a very nice Christmas card with a message which included “…… the old light is still burning brightly“. It was a metaphor but something I needed to hear.
Neuroendocrine Cancer can damage or take our body parts, cause us pain and discomfort, disrupt our lives through constant treatment and surveillance, giving us much uncertainty and anxiety in the process. It will most definitely try to kill us. Despite that, we must keep our lights burning as bright as we can. The flame of hope never goes out.