In many many ways it has been a year that I would much rather forget; I've spent more time in hospital than in the whole of my previous 50 years, being drained of bloods, being filled up with fluids, being scanned, under general anaesthetic, embarrassed and in undignified situations, uncomfortable in the extreme, being radiated and taking meds etc. It's been a rollercoaster of emotions: bad news good news in swift rotation until my head was spinning.
But that is more than balanced by the fact that I am here, I am (currently) intact and I have a life to look forward to.
C'est la vie eh?
Hah, as I typed that last bit, it reminded me of some (now dated but funny if you are old enough) stuff by Victor Lewis-Smith back in the early 90s.
'I think I'm going to kick the bucket! Still, that's life, eh, that's life'.
Roll on 2020.
All the best to you and yours for the coming year/decade.