I tolerate a further 6 cycles, made more interesting because the initial cycle had to be delayed due to me having a cold. The life of a chemo patient with terminal cancer is an interesting one. I really need things to go to plan, it’s like a military operation to me because the few things I can plan have to happen on the 3 days I feel ok. If things cock up, life becomes even more painful. Equally, I have plans post this regime – my annual lads golf trip and one of the year’s highlights. I need to be at least two weeks clear to really enjoy it and the initial delay has buggered that up. So, me being me – I now attempt to reduce that gap between cycles!

Next six done but getting really fed up with chemo. I’m just not convinced there is not another way. I’ve got these lung nodules that go up and down with the chemo – surely once they get big enough, ablate them. It’s the same nodules so logic would suggest after a while you could get them all. Yes, I have around 30, and yes, my oncologist tells me that one can only have 10 ablations. So I’m not a candidate. I even wrote to the pelvic surgeon on my team, Ian Jenkins, and my childhood friend, Tom Cecil, who is a big-wig in colon cancer working out of Basingstoke, to ask about ablation, and they all said no – not applicable.

I’m now getting angry, so I start to increase the research activity and get in touch with two leading US cancer places – both helpful, although one wants a deposit of $150,000 before they’ll open an envelope! I find out who the best in their fields are in the UK and start talking to a number of people with similar prognosis to myself.