MichaelScott wrote: ↑Thu Sep 19, 2019 10:14 pm
Restarting PT in a couple of weeks. The after effects of chemo kept me in an almost constant state of fatigue. That is over now. Prognosis, incurable but manageable for a time. Median in my case is about two years.
I lack the wisdom to say anything to that, except to acknowledge your fight, your courage, and offer my support.
You will surely know Dylan Thomas’s Rage Against The Dying of the Light....
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.