Today I asked for some help.
I asked my army to step up and to give me good vibes, prayers and thoughts.
I then went one step further and asked you all to wear something purple. In my head, seeing all those pictures of people wearing purple just for me, spurred me on.
I sat in a tiny office today and Dr Powell’s Registrar, lets call him Dr Awesomesauce, told me (3 times no less) that the scan showed ‘no cancer activity’. Fuckwit wasn’t seen. It’s disappeared.
They couldn’t confirm that a white flag been left.
The nitty gritty of it all is, and I quote, ‘it’s responded excellently to treatment and no activity is shown on the scan, but we will closely monitor you every 3 months’.
I’ve not stopped crying. Every call I’ve made, every text I sent since finding out I’ve just balled my eyes out.
I think we’re still in shock. I feel like I’ve won the lottery. I keep expecting to wake up.
I walked out into that corridor and I screamed like mad. It just had to get out.
I can’t even begin to thank you all. I don’t know where to start. I looked at my phone today and all I saw was a sea of purple.
You will never know how much I feel loved and supported by every single one of you.
I love you all and thank you, thank you, thank you for your continued support.
Now you can have some home leave soldiers, I’ll expect you back here in 3 months for some more purple power.
I am always looking for more recruits…if you don’t sign up, I’m setting this little one on to you…