My friend died of bone cancer Boxing Day 2015. I supported her a lot via text because we lived other side of town from her. Went to hospital appointments. Met for coffee or lunch. It never occurred to me to treat her any different. She never asked to be treated differently.
The important thing was she knew I was there for her. Always available 24/7. All she had to do was phone. She never did but she appreciated the fact I would drop anything for her. Even before the cancer. Too many people treated her as a delicate thing, and made allowance for her being terminal. Normal is what made the difference. I will miss her for the rest of my life.
Being quizzed by chemist's assistant in Boots.
Good Morning Thursday 18th April 2024