


Noel didn’t bat an eyelid, I had a mini meltdown. A phone call from the booking service on Tuesday had summoned us for a meeting two days later with no explanation as to why. We had stepped into the hospital earlier with some trepidation. Of course with Bastard Cancer you can never say never, but that 20-minute conversation with Dr Cooper was as good as handing him a badge saying ‘Cancer Free’. The day had suddenly got better by one million per cent and a major celebration was in order, preferably involving chips. The oncologist shook Noel’s hand and wished him and his cancer-free lymph nodes farewell. I hope I never see you again,’, she said it with a smile and she meant it.
