![]() ![]() Patients are often waiting too long for a confirmed diagnosis and for treatment to begin. More than half of people with the disease die within three months – my dad was tragically one of these people. Each year, over 10,000 people are diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in the UK and seven in 10 of them will receive no treatment at all. The Less Survivable Cancers Taskforce revealed that the UK – among 33 countries of comparable wealth and income levels – ranks one of the worst in the world for the deadliest cancers, including pancreatic. This is because it has the lowest survival rate of all common cancers, with five-year survival less than 7%.Īs a result, we were robbed of opportunities as a family. Nobody sat us down and explained that the cancer was terminal and that he would most likely die within three months. He was a delightfully sarcastic man with the driest sense of humour (Picture: Rebecca Gossage)įrom diagnosis to him passing away – just 44 days – he never once had a completed or fulfilled appointment with his oncologist.ĭad was given assurances that, while his cancer was not curable, it was treatable – and that gave us hope. Once at hospital, he was diagnosed with an infection and prescribed steroids to ensure he was ready to start chemotherapy before there was any further change or deterioration in the liver cancer. However, he was told there would be a three-hour wait for this. By the time I got there, he had taken the advice from the oncology team and called for an ambulance. I left work immediately and went to his home. Unfortunately, just three days before that, he was struggling to mobilise and was in a lot of pain. On 21 January, he was finally offered an appointment for 26 January. After this conversation, he texted me to say he had been ‘discussed’ in an oncology team meeting, so ‘fingers crossed I will hear something’. He still hadn’t heard anything when he spoke to the hospital on 19 January – 15 days after his biopsy and 20 days after his diagnosis. He went to his GP on 12 January where he was prescribed morphine patches, then told to expect an oncology appointment the following week. Never.More than half of people with the disease die within three months – my dad was tragically one of these people (Picture: Rebecca Gossage)īy 12 January, Dad was in a lot of pain, but still hadn’t seen an oncologist. ![]() The hipsters of today are bringing facial back… but they’ll never bring this level of ‘stache back. but then it was the Seventies.Īnd to send us off into the Eighties is Zorro, with one of the most impressive ‘staches I’ve ever seen… Perhaps this man’s choice of attire leaves something to be desired,…. Let us not forget, the ‘stache was the perfect compliment to the ‘fro. It looks so out of place, you’d think it was Photoshopped. There’s nothing worse than a boy, barely past puberty, donning an outrageous ‘stache. Of course, the ‘stache is not always a good thing. Reggie Jackson is a prime example, but many more baseball players come quickly to mind: Mike Schmidt, Rollie Fingers, Goose Gossage, Thurman Munsen, etc.Įven inanimate mustachioed mannequins can’t contain their insatiable desire for the ladies. Well done, sir.Īthletes in the Seventies sported their staches with pride. Would you buy candy from this man? His velour shirt and bling perfectly compliment his giant ‘stache. What is commonly referred to as the “porn stache” is best described as a full bodied “lip sweater”. It wasn’t just to attract chicks, it was a statement, baby. Those opting for a clean cut look were ostracized until they learned to embrace it. Just so you know, there was a point in time that EVERYONE on college campuses had facial hair. It’s almost unfair that he could be the undisputed king of both drums AND moustachemanship! But none can compare to Peart’s gargantuan thigh tickler. I know there have been other great mustaches in rock: Frank Zappa, Lemmy and Freddie Mercury spring to mind. But none – I repeat, NONE will ever top the feather duster that adorned the upper lip of the great Neil Peart…. Mind you, the homosexual community took it up a notch, so I can’t lay all the credit to hetero seventies swingers. ![]() These were beacons of manliness the way a stag’s rack and a lion’s mane are signals of their raw manhood. Baby Boomers were in their prime, and now it was time to start broadcasting their virility via tight pants and mighty womb brooms. The seventies were the decade of manliness and machismo. Call him what you like, just don’t call him clean shaven. ![]()
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