Gor­don Peacock

Townsville Bulletin - - The Goss -

THE only fur­row left on Gor­don Peacock’s face af­ter surgery for a pi­tu­itary tu­mour last month is his re­lieved grin.

A Townsville neu­ro­sur­geon re­moved the tu­mour through Mr Peacock’s nose in a three-hour op­er­a­tion with no need for stitches.

The re­sult has been like a sea breeze af­ter a long, sulky wet sea­son for Gor­don and his part­ner, Jac­qui Hart.

‘‘ I am great now – 100 per cent bet­ter ev­ery day,’’ he said this week. Jac­qui agreed. ‘‘ I can no­tice a re­ally great dif­fer­ence,’’ she said.

‘‘ He slept through the V8 races on TV last Year – he could not stay awake, that was re­ally hor­ri­ble.’’

Gor­don and Jac­qui live in Jensen in the low-set house that he built in 1984 while a truckie.

Rain drummed on the roof of his crowded back porch as we yarned.

Six months ago, Gor­don, 63, be­lieved he had chronic fa­tigue syn­drome, al­though the doc­tors he quizzed about his in­er­tia dur­ing the pre­vi­ous 12 years never ex­actly said so.

‘‘ I don’t think peo­ple up here be­lieve there is such a thing,’’ he said.

The brain-numb­ing tired­ness that dogged him for those dozen years ar­rived sud­denly dur­ing a cross­coun­try run at JCU in 1999.

A wiry long-dis­tance run­ner with 16 marathons in his legs, he blamed Jac­qui for feed­ing him rice in­stead of pasta the night be­fore.

But pasta proved as use­less as rice for cur­ing his fa­tigue.

His lift­ing, car­ry­ing, reach­ing and ratch­et­ting life as a mo­tor me­chanic de­gen­er­ated into a daily battle against ex­haus­tion.

‘‘ You don’t want to do any­thing, you have to force your­self,’’ he said.

‘‘ Your mus­cles are sore and aching and you get fa­tigued eas­ily, but the more you can force your­self the bet­ter you get.’’

The doc­tors who in­ter­ro­gated G o r d o n i n f o l l o w i n g y e a r s sug­gested var­i­ous causes: Ross River Virus, food poi­son­ing and male menopause.

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