It was on September the 3rd when Professor Kay who looked after my wife in her battle with cancer
over the last 7 and half years , informed me that he was no longer able to offer Iris any further treatment
and that that he would be assigning Iris over to the Palliative team at the Royal Marsden Hospital.
I begged that he breaks the news to Iris in a comforting fashion avoiding details of the progression of
her decease which had now reached stage 4 being the final stage in this long running battle.
I asked the professor if it would be prudent to inform my daughter who lives in Cyprus and he
stressed that I ought to sooner rather than later , how long I asked , 2 to 4 weeks he replied.
My daughter had given birth to Katerina two weeks previously and the baby although fully
recovered now had yellow jaundice as indeed many babies do .
The decision was to leave the baby in Cyprus with dad and that my daughter and 18 month old
grandson were to come to London to see mum.
On September 12th my daughter and grandson arrived in London and stayed for 5 days ,
my son in-law having been left in charge of the baby and Christina who was just starting
her first year at the Ayios Athansios Dimotiko insisting that my daughter ought to stay longer to be near her mum.
I contradicted his very kind gesture insisting that the priority now was the little baby back in Cyprus.
Daughter said her goodbyes to mum and left for Cyprus. By this time Iris had been taken , on her own
wishes to St Christopher's Hospice . I never wanted her to go to a hospice , my daughter and son agreed
with me that Iris should come home but the decision was hers and she wanted to go to the hospice.
I'm generally rather emotional and try hard to avoid situations where my vulnerability to emotional outbursts
is exposed .
It is now 3 weeks since the inevitability of all was laid on the table , tomorrow I'm bringing
Iris home so that she can spend a few hours with familiar surrounds and with our son and Caroline his partner.
Iris never wanted to accept that she had cancer , she coped well knowing as little as possible
about her decease and coped well having become one of the few Ovarian cancer sufferers
of stage 3c to have survived longer than 5 years .
Her denial of realities is her weapon of fighting the decease.
She still uses anti aging cream on a daily basis.
Alas I know that deep down she now knows that the battle is nearing the end.
For the first time in our life together stretching almost 46 years has spoken of her ultimate wish
that her final resting place be her beloved Cyprus , her mother and ancestors all burried in the UK .
She told me today that she wants so much to see the new granddaughter
plans are now worked out to make this a reality .
I thank all my friends , including GR !!! For all the wishes and especially my dear friend
Deniz who has been a tower of strength and so supportive through these testing times.
I shall not be posting again until the sun sets and peace and tranquility has arrived.
The stress has proved to be far more potent that I ever thought .
Oracle thanks for your genuine wishes , Umit , Paphitis , Halil , Iceman , Kafenes , Bubbles , thank you my Cypriot friends.