K for Kindness

When people hear that someone has cancer they are often unsure what to do and say.  I wasn’t expecting to hear from anyone except for my family but even in my short time in hospital I had an unexpected visit from a friend who brought some mandarins and lots of good cheer.

It wasn’t long before friends from the General Bewilderment Lane (that’s what we originally called our Aqua Fit group when we were Aqua Joggers) were calling to see when they could visit.  I was very aware of my low immunity so we agreed on no hugs and even masks on the first few occasions. A knock at my front door one day revealed flowers and soaps from the thoughtful Aqua Joggers.

They arrived in pairs with coffee from Mo at Praha, the coffee shop at the uni pool.  He had made it just how I like it. They helped us put the cover on the caravan and move it to its parking space in the back yard.  After all, it wasn’t going to be used for a while.

More Aqua Joggers arrived, armed with take away coffee and muffins, but when I worked out my good days I started making coffee for them with my new coffee machine.  It is a Breville Barista Pro, replacing my old one which was due for retirement. Another “Why Not?” purchase.

One couple brought us a chicken pie to save on cooking.  This was most welcome as my main motivation when cooking is hunger and my appetite had gone.

Out of the blue another group, my daughter’s Book Club, donated Dinner Ladies’ meals to save on cooking.  

My daughter had also arranged for John to order some Light and Easy meals.  My Hello Fresh subscription supplied three meals a week which still had to be prepared and cooked but required very little thinking. It looked like we weren’t going to starve and I found once the food was in front of me, I could eat it and maintain my weight.

One friend remained quiet for a few weeks. Then I received a message from her asking when we were going out for lunch.  It seems she deleted her emails and missed my message about my health crisis.  As soon as she found out I had cancer she came over to our house, laden with flowers and rich little cakes from Massimos. 

Emails, phonecalls and texts kept me in touch with the outside world.  One friend wanted to know all the details of my diagnosis and treatment which gave me free reign to vent.

When I finally returned to Aqua Fit four weeks after my final chemo it was wonderful to catch up with people who had been so kind during my self-imposed isolation. As John and I were having birthdays in April one lovely Aqua Jogger made us a cake which we shared over coffee.

Christmas occurred in the middle of my treatment.  My children and grandchildren arrived with promises that I was to sit and watch and do nothing.  It was the easiest Christmas I have ever had although I did manage to prepare a trifle in advance and a “do it yourself” prawn cocktail where everyone peeled their own prawns and added lettuce, avocado, mango and homemade sauce. Best of all, the cleaning up was not my responsibility.  Instead, I spent a blissful afternoon resting on my bed underneath the fan.

As someone who values independence above all things and is a bit of a loner, it was strange and touching to have so much attention from others. It shows the importance of belonging to groups and has motivated me to help others in a similar situation when and where I can.

E for Eating Hello Fresh

The unreality continues.  One moment everything is normal and then I remember.  This morning I stayed in bed until after 8 am and then filled in time until 10.45 am when we left for the Wollongong Private Hospital which is situated not far from Wollongong Public Hospital.  I took the lift to the 7th floor and was shown to a room with a green recliner chair, a TV and a view across to the Five Islands.

A cannula was inserted with a drip of radioactive glucose and I was left for an hour.  I chose to read the Mushroom Murders from chapter 4 onwards where the preliminary cases for the prosecution and defence were presented.  The book went on to describe Erin’s early life and off-again on-again marriage.  Needing a break from real life murder I swapped to my headphones and listened to my audio book, The Girl Under the Floor, by Charlie Gallagher.  Here, Detective Maddie Ives tries to solve equally puzzling mysteries but at least it is only fiction.  The hour went fast.  A nurse directed me to another room where the PET scan machine sat waiting to decide my fate.  Any cancer cells will radiate a glow. The machine moved me in and out of a high white tunnel for about half an hour but I didn’t feel claustrophobic as I’m an old hand at these things now.

Thankfully I devoured the sandwiches they gave me, had my intravenous cannula removed and went back down to the real world outside which was warm and windy.  

John drove to meet me as I walked down the hill towards Beaton Park.  It was so good to be free and I needed some exercise.  Once home John made me a good coffee and I ate too much panettone.  

This afternoon I just relaxed until evening drinks of tonic water with ice and lemon which I enjoyed.  I don’t really miss wine as the need to help my liver through this crisis is more important.

Next Day

I rang the hospital to see if it was OK to do a blood test the day after a radioactive PET scan.  They gave me the all-clear so John dropped me off at 11 o’clock and I found my way to Pathology.  The room was crowded with mainly elderly people climbing awkwardly into large chairs to have their blood taken.  The nurse had no trouble finding a vein and soon I was out of there.  John had parked at Beaton Park so again I walked down the hill to meet him.  

The Hello Fresh Box arrived today with three meals inside.  Tonight’s meal was quite tasty with fresh barramundi and vegetables. The instructions said to eat first.  As well there is a prawn dish we will have to eat tomorrow.  At least I don’t have to think with Hello Fresh.  Instructions and ingredients are all there.  I just have to chop and cook and sometimes I can listen to an audio book at the same time. My daughter started using Hello Fresh when she was juggling work and children and encouraged me to try it. Now I am so grateful to have it as a back up.

Next day

Another day of hospital visits. Again, it was my turn to go to Wollongong Private. The nurse was very friendly and chatty and so was the doctor. I had three anaesthetic injections and then four biopsies taken from a lymph gland under my arm.  It didn’t hurt at all. I wish I was having the mammogram there but that will be over the road at Wollongong Public.

On the way home I bought four tickets online for The Shiralee. We will be teen sitting next week so a trip to the Opera House will be something the grandchildren will remember they did with Nanna.  The play, The Shiralee, is based on the book by D’Arcy Niland about a swagman called Macauley and his young daughter, Buster, whom he takes on the road.  My father used to call me his Shiralee, although we travelled in the relative comfort of a truck all over country New South Wales.

A for Appalling News




On the 13th October, 2025, I wrote a brief note in my journal. “My back pain is getting worse so have booked an MRI at Shellharbour tomorrow.” I had experienced sciatica type pain so asked my GP for a referral for an MRI thinking it would be useful before going to a physiotherapist.

The next day John drove me out to Shellharbour, where I underwent an MRI, which stands for Magnetic Resonance Imaging.  At first I was too nervous to open my eyes inside the tubular scanner in case I felt claustrophobic, so kept them tightly shut.  The tinny music tried unsuccessfully to drown out the bangs and rattles of the machine so that my fears became mere frustration at the quality of the headphones.   After a ten-minute wait I was told I would have a cannula inserted to inject contrast dye and go through it all again.  Stepping out into the sunshine afterwards was wonderful. We drove off to nearby Shell Cove for a poke bowl lunch, gazing across the water at the boats in the new marina, not a care in the world.

As we were driving home my phone rang.  It was the doctors’ surgery.  My GP wanted to see me at 4.15pm that afternoon.  I started to worry that something was seriously wrong because otherwise why did she want to see me so soon?

She came out straight away with, “I’m afraid it’s not good news”.

She told me I have a lesion on my spine.  That is what is causing the pain as it is pressing on nerves.  What is more concerning than that is she thinks it is a secondary, so I have a cancer somewhere else.  The way she was talking I’m going to be in serious trouble. She thought we should get the family together.  John teared up a bit but I felt strangely calm. I’ve had a good life with a rewarding job, happy marriage, children and grandchildren but I’m not ready to give up yet.  At 74 years of age I feet fit and healthy, apart from a niggling back pain so I am ready to fight whatever it is that dares to invade my body.

Reflections

I can’t write the Reflections post without telling you what happened next.

I first met Will seven months after his return to Australia. He was not teaching in a one teacher school in Western Division but to his mind the Education Department was still run by despotic, authoritarian and twisted minds as he had been appointed to his hometown of Wollongong. He was living with his parents while he saved some money for his own place. If you want to find out more about Will (from a different point of view) you could check out my 2018 A to Z Living in the ‘70s.  

Meanwhile Phil could not believe it when he was again posted to a remote small school. The only light on the horizon was Beth, who was flying to Australia to join him at Christmas.  I met them several times before they returned to England.

As you will know if you read this blog, Keith married “Miss Port Albernie”.  A couple of years later they arrived in Sydney, but the pull of home and family was too strong and they relocated to Vancouver.

Now the “Green Seals” have all turned 80 and can’t believe where the years went.  Will and Phil became School Principals, while Keith left teaching and became a Town Planner.  They (and their wives) all now reside in Sydney and Wollongong, Australia.

Will begged me to write about the demise of the “Fairsea”.  That is a story that needs a whole post.  Maybe in the 2026 A to Z?

Now for Reflections.  

  • Did you finish the challenge? Yes, before it started but still needed to do a lot of editing during the month of April.
  • What was your favourite post to write? I liked writing the early ones (A,B,C,D) on the ship and arriving in London.  I also liked the last one Z for Zigzagging back to Australia.
  • What was your favourite comment posted by another A-Z participant on your blog this April? Again, Josna wrote the most detailed and elaborate comments as she genuinely seemed to relate to much of the content.

Feeling quite sad as this adventure is drawing to an end. So many points of connection for me! To go out rambling over Hampstead Heath and to use their public swimming ponds was a such a gift for my mother and her brothers in their youth, as working-class kids. Love the film and the song “To Sir With Love;” before I was born my mother was briefly a supply teacher in London’s East End. I loved the photo of all the children about to take the barge on Regent’s Canal to the Zoo. I remember The Scaffold’s” Lily the Pink” was a hit while I was in London in 1969, and my mother saw Paul McCartney crossing the street in front of her bus as it went through St. John’s Wood. What a great reference? I hope they appreciated him at his next job in NSW. One of my old schoolmates taught, then became a school principal, and then headed up the education department in NSW. I wonder if they know each other? Really admire the fact that “Will” arranged a working holiday and not only supported himself but did useful work while having a whale of a time.

  • Did you feel supported by the A-Z team? (The Team: Arlee Bird, J Lenni Dorner, Zalka Csenge Virág, John Holton, Jayden R Vincente, and Ronel Janse van Vuuren.) They are legends the way they work behind the scenes to make the A to Z possible.  It is one of the highlights of my year and I would be sad if it didn’t happen. Some also visited and commented on my blog.
  • Did you like the graphics for this year? I love the colours and designs.  They really livened up my posts.
  • Did you like the A-Z blog’s theme? Being grateful for our blogging community does not directly relate to what I wrote but Will and Phil’s list of What is Happiness comes close.
  • Did you have a theme on your blog? If so, how did you come up with it? When I met Will he regaled me with the stories you have read in this A to Z.  For years I felt they should be recorded for future generations so here they are.
  • Did you learn anything new because of the A-Z Challenge? I learnt that dictating aerograms into Word was much easier than transcribing them.
  • Will you consider doing the challenge again next year? I’m tossing around a few thoughts.  Doing A to Z’s in my head helps me fall asleep at night.

These are the links to each post in this year’s A to Z

The Swinging Sixties Theme Reveal. 

A for Across the Seas.   

B for Bargaining in Singapore.   

C for Camels in Cairo.  

D for Dear Old England.  

E for England Swings Like a Pendulum Do.   

F for Finding Work Moving Furniture.   

G for Getting Older (turning 22).   

H for Hammering Across the Thames.   

I for Impressions of Ireland.   

J for Jaunt to Paris.  

K for Knocking on the Kremlin’s Door.   

L for Living Life in London and Abroad.   

M for Merry White Christmas.   

N for New Year and New Plans.   

O for Opportunistic Scum.   

P for Postcards from Venice and Other Places.   

Q for the Question “Is it true?”    

R for Rhythm of Life.  

S for Summer Holiday.   

T for Telephoning Home.  

U for Under the Mistletoe.   

V for Very Bad Tax News.   

W for Isle of Wight.   

X for Planning an eXit.   

Y for Young and Free.   

Z for Zigzagging back to Australia.   

I tried to follow more new blogs this year but many of these are old favourites.

 Tales From My Japanese Travels

 Informal Focus on Writing

 The Earl Grey Irish Orphan Challenge

 A to Z of Empathy

 Personal Musings

 Airports, Airstrips, Aircraft, and Airlines

 Personal Responses to Books

26 People in My Family Tree

  Bamford ad Heaney Families

 Weaverton Characters

Thank you to all those who read and commented on my topic “The Swinging Sixties”. I tried to comment on as many blogs as I could. Sometimes the comments just vanished or appeared as Anonymous. I will aim to visit everyone I’ve missed on the Road Trip. Hope to see you all again in April 2026!

REFLECTIONS

  • Did you win?

Yes! I think this year was the easiest because I used something I had already written in an A to Z format  so it was an easy matter to set it up before April and go enjoy my cruise. It also allowed me to follow other bloggers as my little luxury on the cruise was good quality internet.

  • Do you believe your blog saw an increase in traffic and comments during April 2024?

I usually only publish in April so there was a huge increase in traffic compared to other months

  • Do you feel the A to Z Team (Arlee Bird, J Lenni Dorner, Zalka Csenge Virág, John Holton, Jayden R Vincente, and Ronel) supported you, your blog, and this challenge enough in 2024?

As usual the team put in an enormous amount of work to make this annual challenge work.  I can’t thank them enough.

  • Will you do the challenge again next year?

I’ve already started

Yes, used the letters A to Z and the banners

  • Is the HTML useful to you? 

Didn’t use it successfully but have done in the past.

  • Any suggestions for the team?

As another blogger suggested maybe there is some way to help bloggers who aren’t getting any comments.  We could volunteer to comment on those blogs getting a low volume of traffic.

  • Any thanks? Again, thanks to all the team and all the people who read and commented on my story.
  • Any post ideas or requests for our monthly posts on the blog from June to February?

I can only handle April and its aftermath at this stage.

  • Have you followed the social media of the A to Z Challenge? No
  • What was your favourite comment left by another A to Z participant on your blog during the challenge? 🏆

There were so many excellent comments but here is one of many I enjoyed.  I would love to know how your grandchildren reacted along the way, and whether their comments and questions were anything like ours. Well done! I really enjoyed following your writing again this year, and am in awe of your discipline and organization in getting the chapters lined up to post in advance while you cruised the high seas. Thank you for your thoughtful comments on my posts and here’s to the year! Josna

  • Did any other A to Z participant make you and your blog feel especially valued this year?

All the people who commented please know I appreciate your efforts and if I list you I am sure to miss someone. 

  • Do you have a favourite blog that you found during the challenge this year?

Life at 82 by Lois Roelofs showed me what to expect in the next ten years and Brizzy Mays Aussie Trivia is good fun. Tell Me Another by Josna is always thought provoking and Anne Young’s research is awe inspiring.  Then there is JB Insalaco’s DNA Insights that had me checking my own results again. So many others but I must finish Reflections or it will not get posted.  It’s taking me ages. Sorry all those others….

  • Do you feel you had a positive impact on the Blogging Community during the hop?

I tried to comment on as many posts as I could so imagine that helped.

  • Did you invite or encourage any other bloggers to join the challenge?

No one I know wants to write one as they are too busy.

  • Have you learned anything because of the #AtoZChallenge? 

I’m learning new stuff all the time reading other people’s posts and researching my own.

  • Did you use a theme in 2024? Any thoughts on themes? 

I don’t usually take much notice of the theme – I just go with whatever motivates me at the time.

  • Was taking part in the challenge a positive experience for you and your blog?

I love the communication with others about their blogs and mine.

  • Consider the significance of the April Blogging from A to Z Challenge, our values (community and inclusion), and your feelings about the experience. How may this influence your future blogging, learning, or actions?

It makes me want to continue with A to Z as long as I still have ideas in my head and can use a computer. I love the fact that the writers and readers are from all over the world and yet all feel part of a community of people who like to write.

  • Any other thoughts, feelings, and reactions to the #AtoZChallenge 2024?

It is a special time of the year I look forward to but I could only do it once a year as I intend to spend the rest of the year preparing for it.

  • Will you consider doing the challenge again next year?

I’m already busy typing up old letters and aerograms which will form the basis of next year’s blog.  Many of my blogs look into the past and this one will be set in the 1960s. It was a time without internet when phone calls were expensive and people wrote huge numbers of letters especially when they crossed the world. What a treasure to be unearthed of how things were almost 70 years ago!