September reading
I collect ‘books to read’. They are in a pile beside my bed. The right hand side is the ‘to be read’ pile.
I usually have a rough list in my head as to the order in which I will read books, but now it’s nearly getting to be ‘last added, first read’. Case in point is the book I read this month. I just got this book now from somebody who had read it and felt I might like it.
In your face by Lia Mills is the story of ‘One woman’s encounter with cancer, doctors, nurses, machines, family, friends and a few enemies.’ It’s written in diary form. I enjoyed this book because it’s well written, humorous and gave a candid account of her journey with oral cancer. Having read this book, I felt I liked Lia. She was my type of person, positive despite all that was going on, seeing humor in very unlikely places.
I remember hearing her story in an interview on radio when the book was published in 2007.
She has had two previous books published, Another Alice (1996) was nominated for the Irish Times Irish Fiction prize and Nothing Simple (2005) was shortlisted for Irish Novel of the Year at the Irish Book Awards.
What really struck me about this account and from my own experience of a close friend’s cancer journey last year, is that one needs a back-up army of family and friends to help someone in their cancer journey. Little things like, someone to drive the person to and from daily radiotherapy sessions. People who will be okay no matter what goes wrong, delays at the hospital, ‘accidents’ en route etc. It’s a big ask, but a needed ask. The other thing is that this ‘journey’ goes on for quite a long time. The ‘army’ need to be able for the long haul, marathoners not sprinters.
I wonder what do people do who just aren’t as fortunate to have this back-up. I remember a few years ago being in as a day case in a Dublin hospital. Because the procedure involved a general anaesthetic, I was asked on the day, who would be bringing me home. In my case, Denis was with me. I overheard the lady in the next bed being asked the same question and she said taxi. They said no she couldn’t. She explained she didn’t know anyone she could ask, this being a work day, people were at work. That struck me as really sad. They left her to find someone or else she couldn’t have the procedure done that day. As it happened I ended up being admitted. I don’t suppose they have sufficient beds to leave that as a fall-back option.
I’ve always felt that life is is one big ‘merry-go-round’. One gives, and one receives though not necessarily involving the same person. ‘What goes around, comes around’ is so true. My attitude is that people need to be ‘good givers’, but also ‘good receivers’. Some people are good at one, but not the other. Some people are very comfortable giving but very uncomfortable receiving help.
Enough philosophising, I hear Julia and Julie calling!






















