A year in my garden
The cancer came.
I sat in the garden and cried into the asparagus, wondering if I would live to eat the tender spears.
Through chemotherapy the garden offered up ginger for nausea and watercress ...
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You express all that I feel .
We were inmidst of establishing an orchard when we heard those dreaded words 'The news is not good. You have cancer'
All seemed to come to a screaming halt.
It has only been 11 weeks, and what should look like an almost completed orchard just looks like a muddy mess. The plants, which were meant to have been planted in raised beds by now are neglected in pots, the sleepers for the beds are lying in puddles, netting is waving in the breeze and 5 fruit trees, which were delivered incorrectly still in their black bags. I found neither the energy nor the spirit do to anything about it.
Node biopsy, mastectomy, portacath and first round of chemo done.
Still 5 months of chemo to go, then another 9 mths Herceptin.
I draw strength from your journey and look forward to enjoying our home grown fruit and veg one day.
Enjoy the soil under your feet again. May your plants blossom and produce more prolific and stronger than they ever have before