Hi folks,
Something a little different today, so if you are just here for the hobby stuff, feel free to just skip to the photos.
In January this year I was diagnosed with a nerve sheath tumour, hidden underneath my shoulder blade and between my 6th and 7th rib. It was a relief to finally have an explanation for the intense chest pain I had been experiencing for 6 months. These tumours are usually benign, and mine seemed to be ok, apart from the awful, unrelenting, pain.
Most doctors didn't want to touch it, as the risks of surgery were worse than just keeping it where it was. It took 5 specialists and another 6 months to get a procedure that actually provided any relief. During that time I got my affairs in order and downgraded my hobby space, just in case. I also had time to reflect on what this hobby means to me, which resulted in cutting back on my social media presence in favour of family time.
I spent the last weekend before the procedure painting a bunch of Orks with my son, which was lovely.
The procedure in July, which involved cryogenically ablating the nerve and tumour, was very successful. The pain relief has allowed me to slowly build back my health and I'm hoping to stay healthy for as long as possible.
As soon as I had recovered enough, my son and I added the finishing touches to his Squighogs and "Unicorn the Attack Squig".
He's now 2 Kopters and a mob of 10 Boys away from completing his first 1000 point army.
Needless to say, the last 12 months have been a mess. I have done a good job in some parts of my life pretending that I am ok but the reality has been more complicated. Painting and gaming, particularly with family and friends, has been a glowing beacon in the night. Similarly, my faith and church community, and the patient love of my family, have held me up when every physical and mental fibre gave way. I don't know what comes next (do we ever?), but I am planning on doubling down on the things that I love.
Chances are, that means I'll be painting a Dreadnought sometime soon...
See you across the table,
Marc