I’ve met lots of people during my journey through pancreatic cancer. Kevin Lyon was one. Kevin lived in Edinburgh, Scotland. We met on Twitter.
Like me Kevin had gone through a Whipple and was doing well. And then he wasn’t.
We spoke last the first week in November. He’s disappeared since then.
Every day or two I see an automated message showing he’s gained or lost Twitter followers, but no Kevin. Creepy.
For most pancreatic cancer patients, even Whipple graduates, the result is death — sooner, not later. My outcome is rare. I am very lucky. I was hoping Kevin’s would be too.
In the fairy tale ending Kevin writes to say reports of his death are premature.