‘Fuck’ says Lizzie and ‘Fuck’ I say too, the morning we discover that, on top of having grade three ovarian cancer, Lizzie now has Covid.
The two ‘Cs’.
‘You couldn’t make this up, I should write it down,’ I say.
‘Absolutely. This is shit!’ says Lizzie. She chuckles bleakly and croakily, through her sore throat.
Afterwards, I ponder this latest development. As if having one life-threatening illness hadn’t been enough… Lizzie now has two? Simultaneously? Really? Cancer AND Covid?
I thought there were biological rules against that kind of thing… a sign above the immune system saying ‘Please queue outside. Only one life-threatening disease allowed in at a time.’
Obviously not.
P. D. Clifton 
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