“‘Cancer,’ I always thought, ‘Fuck you. I’ll beat you. I’ll fucking do you,’ no problem. That ain’t a problem. What was the problem was the small little battles along the way: your pride, your bit of respect, going to the hospital, having medicals, having your colonoscopies, asking to roll over and have another finger stuck up your bum. Then, when you’re in the hospital ward at two in the morning and you think you’re passing wind and you’re not, and you’ve had to go and ask a nurse in the ward to help change the bed sheets and stuff like that. They were the battles where you think, ‘Fucking hell,’ like, Jesus, especially when you think yourself bigger and better in your pride, and that’s what got stripped away.”
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