Monday - and yet another CT scan. Only this time, despite the numerous ones Ive had before, I was really nervous. Martin had a meeting so couldnt come with me so Catherine tagged along - hoping to see some young hunky doctors no doubt.
I was sitting in the waiting room drinking yet another litre of Castrol GTX when Dr M walked past - stopped - looked at me and said "Oh hello Jane - I didnt recognise you without your twin!"
He meant Martin ofcourse. This really brought into focus what tremendous support Ive had from him over the past 14 months. Hes always been there - throughout every operation/procedure/treatment/consultation Ive had. Quietly supportive, taking his lead from me, joking when I do, quiet when I am. How incredibly lucky I am and I must never ever take this for granted.
Serious illnesses can sometimes drive a couple apart. The stress and strain of what they are both going through is at times too much for a relationship to bear. It seems to have brought Martin and I closer - no, it HAS brought us closer. We are definitely stronger as a couple, more caring and considerate of each other. I guess that shows what love really is after 26 years of marriage.
All I know is I would never have got as far as this without him. I would have withered without his quiet strength, his gentle encouragement....... and his awful jokes !