Everybody Cries Sometimes
Danny Feeney died. Same hospital, same ward, next door but one room. We owe a great debt to him and Graham; helping us unselfishly even when they were undergoing much much worse than us. Smiling and joking and taking the mickey, telling us not to be afraid, even telling the professor bloke in charge to look after us properly or else. Sending us get well cards and a teddy to hug.We didn't go this week because of a low blood count - too low for a dose of chemo - isn't that a contradiction in terms. So we missed him. I dont have the words to express my sadness today.
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