Rubbish Rubbish Rubbish

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So the week of results reared its ugly head again this week.  Been feeling rubbish - was nearly sick during yoga so took the precaution of getting my blood results before entering the room with Dr Miserable.   All fine apart from ALT liver which has gone up from 50 to 85, which is not massive in the grand scheme of things.

So to results morning after an uncomfortable night, why do you still shake when you know what they are going to say ?  Sure another Dr Miserable came in and stood up (never a good sign).  I have progression again in the liver and it has swollen up which is causing pressure on stomach and back, making me feel sick.  Started on a course of dex to reduce the inflammation and then starting virolobine oral tablets tomorrow.  Lets hope they do some good - chemo has not failed yet, Im just rubbish when I stop.  My husband is very depressed and my six year told me that I should change Doctors as my tummy keeps hurting.  Once I had seen Dr M, I felt so much better and want to crack on with things again.

Have booked up to see a private professor in harley on 9th June, I know he wont be a miracle worker but I want to keep on track of what is going on in the world, which is difficult to do in the South West.  Dr M had heard of the Professor and called him an icon which is a good sign. 

Off to London on Saturday for the weekend to see the Wizard of OZ, though not planning to go over the rainbow quite yet...

best wishes to you all

coogee x

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