By Chris Knighton
Fourteen
years ago, my husband Mick and I had just enjoyed two weeks of sand, sea and
sun in Corfu and didn’t have a care in the world except when we would next get
back to Greece. Little did we know that just a few weeks later, our world would
collapse.
On return
from holiday Mick had been feeling unwell with a chest infection. When it
didn’t go away and he was finding it hard to breathe, we went to A&E. A
sympathetic doctor suggested he had an X-ray “just to make sure”.
The X-ray
showed Mick’s lung was totally obliterated. We didn’t have time to think about
what it was as Mick was immediately taken to have two and a half litres of
fluid drained from his lung. This gruelling process was repeated several times
over the next few weeks.
We never
really discussed what was happening and were confident the doctors would get to
the root of the problem. On Wednesday, 26 July 2000, we arrived at North
Tyneside Hospital for test results.
It is a
date I will never forget.
We knew
immediately that the news was bad, but when the doctor said Mick had the
asbestos-related cancer mesothelioma we just looked at each other.
Mesothelioma?
We’d never heard of it. Asbestos-related? Mick had never worked in heavy
industry. We thought that there must be a mistake.
The doctor
confirmed the diagnosis, and the news got worse. For mesothelioma, there was no
treatment, no cure and no hope. Mick had just six months to live. Stunned we
walked out of the hospital with our arms around each other. It was a beautiful
July day, the sun was shining and we found ourselves at the coast.
We sat
holding hands looking out to sea in total shock. We were soul mates, and always
had been since we first got together – how could we possibly cope with life
without each other? My heart was broken.
Mick KnightonI’ve since found out that, like
many people, Mick developed mesothelioma after being innocently exposed to
asbestos whilst serving his country in the Navy.
Many more
still have developed the devastating cancer after coming across asbestos
working as builders, as plumbers, in factories, in shipyards, or even just by
washing the clothes of someone who worked in those trades.
It is a
cruel disease that takes innocent individuals, often with devastating speed. On
19 March 2001, my beloved Mick died, in my arms, just seven months after his
diagnosis. Few people with mesothelioma survive much longer.
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Da: http://blog.blf.org.uk/2014/04/my-devastating-experience-of-mesothelioma/, British Lung Fundation
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