Tobins Track has a steep incline of about 2.5 kilometres from Arrowtown. A man on a cycle moving barely quicker than me on foot, went past about two thirds of the way up. “It’s a good one isn’t it?” I said. “It’s an honest climb” he replied. As I approached the landing, with a view over Arrowntown, across to the Crown Range and a peek of Lake Wakatipu with downtown Queenstown nestled in the foreground, I felt quite emotional. Last time I’d done the walk was in September last year, recovering from radiation treatment and two weeks out from surgery to remove a soft tissue sarcoma in my leg.
I knew I had a problem during the first lockdown almost a year ago and blogged at the very end of my last daily post on the final day of the lockdown that my leg was still a bit sore. Six weeks later I knew I had a tumour, soon diagnosed as malignant and needing treatment and surgery.
The cyclist was resting at the landing when I reached it. He told me I’d done well. I told him the last time I’d been up here was just before surgery for cancer – “been there done that” he said. Nothing more needed to be said. We enjoyed the view.
Over the last nine months I’ve felt many blogs circling in my mind about the experience, but nothing felt right. It hurt, it felt private and it felt very uncertain at times. I kept a handwritten diary – The Sarcoma Diary – which was a source of calm when I felt the need to look back at it.
And yet my story is extremely positive – my prognosis now a first world problem compared to many – I limp a bit and possibly always will – and stairs are a challenge.
My resilience has been tested, and at times I considered existential questions, although they passed, and looking in the rear view mirror it’s slightly unreal. More mundane work and home life concerns soon took hold – the meeting at 7.30am, really? and why is the gas bill so variable?
So coming out of this cancer has felt honest, with a clear head and a tight focus on what’s important. All the things I already know, but with an added honesty that keeps me focussed.
I told one of my specialists that having cancer was one of the best things that’s happened to me. Apparently it’s not that uncommon.
Having said that, I know that cancer is a terrible disease. I’ve heard more stories in these last nine months with bad endings than I thought could exist in my circle of family and friends. I know that I’m blessed and for that I’m very grateful.
10 thoughts on “An Honest Climb”
This explains the long silence between posts!
May your journey continue to be both long and filled with agape.
One day I would love to catch up for a coffee and to share stories of our insights felt since our paths last crossed
May the universe share her empathy with your self healing.
Stephen, an inspiring read. I look forward to heading Tobin’s Track sometime soon. Stay well.
As always SCD thanks for sharing your perspective. It’s always authentic and thought provoking. Keep well
Thought provoking and a deeply personal share Stephen, really I’d expect nothing less from you. You’ve made who you are and what you do act in an almost symbiosis- Authentic leadership is not just tactical vernacular – you walk your talk and I admire you for it. Kia kaha kia toa kia manawanui
Thanks for sharing, and helps me to stay positive. My partner is currently diagnosed with 2 types of cancers and he is undergoing radiotherapy treatment first follow by chemotherapy.