
This is excerpts from a book called Dead Man Writing, The Joy of Leaukemia by Philip Ledbury. This is his story since he was diagnozed with a terminal illness in 2004, its an account of the good that comes from something as bad as cancer, its his story in his words! |
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"Just after I was diagnosed I decided to buy my funeral as I had strong ideas has to how it should be, no religion just a chance for people to say goodbye, I wanted to write an epitaph but could not think of anything apt enough, I decided that on my tombstone I would have "I'm a celebrity get me out of here" but as I'm being cremated I'd have it on my urn. |
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Michaela has been fighting cancer for years and tells me she was meant to die in December 2006, I am full of admiration for the woman; I have met some remarkable people over the years but Michaela takes the prize.
Anyhow I ask her numerous questions and one was, was there anything I could do for her, she replied she missed having a conversation with a man, I said here's my card, ring me. |
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In the last 3 years I have had only 2 major hurts, the first one being diagnosed with Leukaemia, the second is as follows, I spend most of my spare money on art and the pleasures of life, I don't worry about tomorrow any more. In January 2006 we decided to have a holiday in Majorca with Debbie, Adrian and Laura, so I went to First Choice and booked a fortnight in August. Unfortunately I became quite ill and spent most of February in bed, as a result of this illness Dr Merry referred me to Dorothy House. |
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