Getting from bed to couch with cancer can be a big win. But with us together, Judy can set her sights on goals much further afield, and do her best at turning the everyday with advanced cancer into something engaging, involving and special.

When we were young, carefree, and cancer free, Jude and I used to root like rabbits when afforded any accommodating circumstance that would allow it, or that we could engineer to allow it.

Five days in five paragraphs, with grammar be damned. It's a week off treatment for Judy, so I'm taking a week off of proper good writing. (Squeezing a day off into a paragraph is actually quite hard.)

After creative imagining in hospital was left behind her, Dr Rob firmed up the plan for disease management going forward.

Doctoring wins are brilliant, but by the same token, when losses come they can be terrifying, and confusing and foreign extremes.

Originally our trip to Europe was going to span almost the entire month of June. Curtailed by cancer, we grabbed everything we could.

A big adventure begins at the Palazzo del Vice Re in the province of Como, Italy. Stairs and cobbles can't keep a good woman down.

I'm keeping an active eye on Judy's nibbling, and giving her stretch eating goals to build a weight buffer. It'll probably come in handy.

My little princess goes by many nicknames. Many of these capture her wonderful spunk, but many also make light of the embarrassing and confronting stuff cancer throws up. Whatever the nom du jour, or merde du jour, she's always my princess.

“Step with care and great tact, and remember that life’s a great balancing act.” - Dr. Seuss

Palliative care carries with it an almighty stigma of all kinds of shit that you don't want to be in, especially if you're a relatively young spunk.

This cancer business with Judy is hard sometimes. But being as one with each other helps so much to not focus on it being so bloody hard.

It's impossible to foresee unexpected twists and turns with cancer, so one just has to book holidays, and look forward to them. Dr Rob will make them happen if at all possible.

It's true. Bad luck and Friday the 13th is a thing. There were crashes, a big bang, chemo, and some overzealous cloying.

The list of Judy's specialists and their special passion, focus and care of her is impressive. More impressive is that all their discovery flows to Dr Rob, making him smarter. And that's brilliant.

Today was the first test of Judy's new brain plumbing, with methotrexate chemotherapy being injected into her shiny new Ommaya reservoir.

Dr Gavin and his Team Neuro did some surgery today to lay the foundations to fight cancer in Judy's cerebrospinal fluid.

Quality of life with cancer matters, both physically and mentally. The treatments we get, or the treatments we don't can both have a significant impact.