Still here: The last one. blog 11.

This will be my last blog - I wish it wasn't as I've thoroughly enjoyed the process. It's been good for me to share my thoughts 'n' that. Thank you if you've read these and accompanied me on this journey that is now, unfortunately, coming towards it's end.

My health has taken quite the nose-dive and its obvious that time is no longer on my side; I've been surprised at how quickly I have declined. I'd go so far as to say I'm really shocked at how rapid my mobility has simply gone. Cancer is a proper bastard. 

It feels like I was reasonably okay and then, within the blink of an eye, I'm pretty much bed-bound and it's a mind bender. Which means I won't get that last ride on my bike. 😥😭

Never mind, the rides I did during the summer were fantastic and the lads who came along made each trip as good as it was. Cheers, chaps! 🏍 

I'm not going to write here about all the things that will happen after I've gone - a pointless endeavour and I'll inevitably end up a blubbering mess. It is what it is, and I am where I am.

I'm now in St Benedict's Hospice. I chose to do this and felt like it was the right time. There's a number of reasons why I'd rather not die at home and the Hospice is most certainly the best place for me. One prominent reason is the tainting of a room by my death in there and Rebecca and the kids having that thought of, "that's where Dad died." Like a permanent reminder they could really do without. 

My wife:

My kids:

Funeral:

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This is Rebecca, sadly on Monday 13th March 2023 at 8:20pm Dean took his final breath. 

I'm not going to try and finish his blog there is no way I can do it justice. He fought really hard right to the end to stay in this world, in true Dean style with his humour and strength of character.