Green Bananas

My Granddad (Mum’s Dad) died shortly after his ninetieth birthday. He had a good sense of humour right up until the last. I remember him telling me how two of his friends had tried to get him involved in a speculative real estate deal that was supposed to turn a huge profit in two years. Granddad (in his eighties) said, “Two years! You’re kidding. At my age I don’t even buy green bananas.

I had another meeting with my medical consultant today and the news is not good.  The results of my last bone marrow biopsy were so bad that it is clear that a transplant is not an option (nor would it have made any difference to have gone ahead with the transplant as planned previously).  From the doctor’s point of view, there is still some chemo they can give me to keep me going a little longer, but without a miracle it is unlikely that I will make it beyond six months.

This may not be the best forum for delivering such news but (ever the optimist) I like to think that I have so many friends, so many people that have made life so good for me, that I don’t have time to ring you all 🙂

I can truly say that I am trusting God in all this. God willing, I may yet surprise my doctors.