When the doctors told me that the cancer had spread to my brain, they also told me that I did not have long left…’days to weeks’ were their words. At this point, the wonderful folks at the Carrot Ranch wrote to tell me about the Rodeo, the competition and what they hoped to achieve.
The response was phenomenal.
I cannot stress how much it meant to see all the good wishes coming in… to watch my sons hold themselves up with pride because it seems as if my work has touched other lives in such a positive manner. And, while my body continues to fall apart, my heart is full.
On a practical note, the donations that came in have helped enormously with the cost of specialised equipment.
Who knew how expensive this dying malarkey can be? In search of decent few hours sleep for the first time in ages…
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