Last Friday I had a burst of palliative radiation that today (Monday) I can feel the positive affects of. The treatment has relieved major pressure of the tumor on my sacrum which carries nerves running down my left leg. Today, even though I am still fairly tired, the pain level is at zero - which is worth it's weight in gold. I even managed 10 minutes in the garden this morning, watering some pot plants - the first time I have been out of the house for 10 days (apart from the 2 trips to Bendigo Radiology).

Marg has stopped working now, and is staying home to care for me. My mum, Sheila, was also up last week to help out and do what mothers do best.

My son, Andrew, arrived from Perth this morning. It was quite an emotional reunion and it is wonderful to have him here.

A good friend of mine, Gordon, sent me a poem he wrote last week when my condition was quite serious. I want to share it with you all.

And I don't know .... anything!
Except, outside the sun is setting
And my friend is dying
And there is the white noise, Ray
The hush over the rhythm of the music,
We are the white noise behind it all
And outside the sun is setting
And young girls dancing,
And Life and Love and Music
And the music is white
And beautiful
And outside
The sun is setting.

Every day now is a day to be celebrated. Blessings to you all. Ray.