Saxon Warrior
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I mentioned way back in the depths of the horror last year that my auld man was diagnosed with cancer last August. An incurable one too, so the nastiest of the nasty. He had a couple of months really. They offered him chemo, but were explicit - this has a low chance of success, and is buying you time not curing you. After we got Christmas pulled from out under us I stood on the drive way of his house on Xmas Eve - he'd finished chemo the day before. He'd lost half his body weight, and couldn't stand in the door cos the cold was rippling him.
About two months ago he went for his scan that showed that the secondary cancer had all but completely retreated. Medium term it's still a route to zero, but he won't be considered for chemo again until October. That's over a year since we first heard "a few months".
Dad an I are both season tickets holders at QPR, and I know Charlie Austin returning meant the world for him. When he came back permanently, we both just had last Saturday etched in our minds. So from thinking he'd pass away in lockdown, I wouldn't be able to go to hospital, limited funeral etc, to sitting back in our seats at Loftus Road watching Charlie upfront. Our seats aren't covered so even the sun came out for it.
And then we show up in the official coverage of the game celebrating Rob Dickie's banger. A permanent digital memorial. I'll treasure that 1-1 draw with Millwall all my days
That is tear-jerking stuff robith
Thank you for sharing