Had the weekly visit from the nurse today. Usual check up and maintenance of feeding tube which I always struggle with. So water in the balloon which stops the thing falling out is changed, tube is twisted round to stop it sticking, bicarb squirted down to clear blockages, and lastly the site is inspected for infection. As I suspected there is a problem again. My skin keeps trying to heal and grow over the site, something to do with regranulation. We keep getting it healed and then it starts up again. So back on the steroid cream 3 times a day for 10 days. Weight recorded to give to Dietician. Lost some this week, now at lowest weight ever. Then a little check up which will be reported back to my team. No problems with mouth, neck fine, gunk slightly better, sleeping better, energy levels improving, voice less croaky, hearing worse. So we haven't turned this mythical corner and it is not in sight yet, which is why I have given up reporting daily progress.
So instructions till next week when my check up will take place at hospital. Do not yet attempt to swallow any water as all this is doing is making me cough and choke. My body will tell me when the time is right. Do not put anything in ears. I now have a fact sheet about my ears. I have "glue ear" which is a build up of fluid instead of air in the middle ear. It will clear naturally in the next 3 months. Otherwise there will be a minor operation.
I am slowly adjusting to the silence I now live with. Fortunately the ringing in the ears has stopped. I have plenty of things to keep me occupied, some of which I haven't done in years. The days pass quickly. I have enough novels, jigsaws and puzzle books to keep me occupied till Christmas. My concentration levels are better and I've even managed a bit of freelance work. Friends and family keep in touch by email, I email my husband now for complex discussions. I am rediscovering the art of meditation and I find this helps the most. I used to be into that heavily in the 1970s, but I gave it up when my Guru went to India. Fortunately I do not need him now as I have finally managed to hear my inner voice. My mind is calm and I am almost at peace with myself. My husband thinks I am going mad.
The only thing that I am struggling to come to terms with is that I regret agreeing to my treatment. Not to the neck dissection that removed the tumour, but to the chemo and radiotherapy that came after. The op cut out most of the cancer and I could have recovered from there enough to have my old life back intact by now. The nurse says that if I had walked away and taken my chances then worry of the cancer spreading would have always been at the back of my mind.
I disagree. Nobody can tell me if my cancer will come back now after this treatment, or if I might get cancer elsewhere in the body in the years to come. Like nobody can fortell if I will get any other illness in the future. You learn to live with it and fortunately my Guru taught me how. I told the nurse to try meditation. She is recommending me for counselling.
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