Sobell Stories
Sobell House Hospice helps hundreds of people every day face difficult situations and offer encouragement and choices. Here are some stories from pople who have had contact with us in the last while and, these are their stories.
On the 30th of November last year, I lost my father to gastric cancer, at 69, a week away from his birthday. If he can see me now he’ll wanna kick my arse, because he used to get annoyed when I did fundraising events, only because he was a private man, but I believe he was quietly proud of me.
Three years ago, myself and my family had no understanding of "Cancer", and the effects it can have on the person with the diagnosis, along with the family helping them to deal with it. It always seemed to be happening to friend’s families, and then all of a sudden it was happening within my small family.
My mother was pronounced terminally ill with bowel and liver cancer at the John Radcliffe Hospital in September 2009. This was unexpected and shook my life in the manner a snow globe is shaken by a child wanting to see the pretty effect. I had not anticipated a pretty effect, and for a couple of weeks was absolutely certain such a thing could not be.
