This week I’m on a tour of hospitals, on Monday I had an MRI scan at the Queen Margaret in Dunfermline, Tuesday a visit to Edinburgh's Western General to have my teeth checked, they are going to remove any that are not in good condition and that may include "over recovered" teeth, I had to ask what that meant, my four front teeth are crowns so that possibly included them. I went in preparing myself with the thought that is if they take all my teeth out I’ll just have to smile with my eyes until I get new ones. But I'm only going to lose one of my front ones and another two at the back, one at the top and one at the bottom. Tomorrow I'm going to St John's in Livingston to have the teeth out and have a feeding tube inserted into my stomach since after surgery they don't want mince n' tatties going round my mouth. I'm going to have quite a few scars, they'll use a piece of skin and blood vessels from my left wrist for reconstruction after removing around a third of the right side of my tongue, then a wee piece of skin from my stomach to repair my wrist. Since breathing is good I will have a trachea tube for bit and a scar from below my right ear to the front of my throat.
Apart from this I am in excellent health and running really well. Thank’s to Kirsty at the By the Way for organising the Tyndrum weekend, it didn't totally take my mind off what is ahead of me but I was able to lock it away at the back of my mind and enjoy a wonderful run down the loch from Bein Glas to Inversnaid and back, and the company in the evening was second to none. At the weekend just gone, it was the Smokies 10, I knew I’d be close to my PB so I was still going to blast it, this was my twentieth time running Smokies 10, I’ve done it since 1992 and only missed it twice. My PB was 1.19.36 set in 2003, ten years have passed but I didn’t doubt my ability. I knocked over a minute off finishing 1.18.27. Proof I’m fighting fit.
I’m going to have to withdraw from the 100km at Perth, I’ll probably still be in hospital and they tell me I won’t be recovered in time for the Fling. This is going to wipe me out for a bit even if I don’t need chemo but I’m not prepared to give up the WHW yet, I don’t have to make this decision just now, if there’s a slim chance I can still do it I’m hanging onto that goal. I didn’t quite put my fingers in ears and shout La la la la when Pauline was suggesting that I want my tenth to be enjoyable and waiting a year won’t diminish my achievement. We’ll see?
I've a big battle ahead of me, I am a fighter and I punch above my weight. I have some wonderful people supporting me in my corner (if you’re reading this you’re one of them). I've had some lovely emails, James reminding me I am my Mother’s daughter and Gail saying that I am still a Rampant Lion. Damn right! Cancer will knock me back on my heels but I’ll stay standing, it will scar me and have me spitting teeth but it will never take my roar!