I have lost the "need" to write, I used to find it quite cathartic to write waffling blogs about all these weird and wonderful things that were happening to me. Now it's not weird and wonderful anymore, it all feels very normal?
I've fallen into the roll of cancer patient very well! I turn upto the hospital with a bag of magazines, food and my trusty iPhone and sit patiently and wait. Then wait, then wait some more. I'm sat in hospital now waiting, been here 5 hours already and they have managed to do bloods and establish I'm fit for chemo. Now I am waiting for my 2 Mls of chemo so I can go and get tucked up in bed and wait for my next appointment to roll round!
I'm not sure I have much more to report from last time I wrote. I have sailed through treatment quite nicely and am starting to feel a little 'hard core'. I've had some reflux and some stomach cramps and I'm tired ( but I think I've been tired for the last 3 years of my life working permanent nights with a little one and not that much sleep ).
I've now completed my 4th cycle of chemo and have 2 more to go. We are in April already so I only need to get to the end of next month then my chemo is all done and I move onto the joy that is radiotherapy.
I wasn't really worried about the radiotherapy while I had the chemo to face, but the thought of frying my heart lungs and oesophagus doesn't seem that pleasant anymore. Today ive been told of some of the side effects, difficulty swallowing, pain, difficulty breathing, blistered skin. Maybe it won't be as easy as I anticipated? Of maybe il breeze through it with a bottle of gaviscon and a pack of paracetamol.
Well I'm back off to wait a little longer for someone to administer my poison
