So this is how the weekend went. My husband and I had an email discussion on the state of our marriage. It was decided that we don’t think we have much of a marriage left. We sleep in separate rooms (my snoring & frequent nightly bathroom trips), we don’t share mealtimes (my feeding tube) and we don’t talk to each other anymore (my temporary deafness & lost voice). Efforts are going to be made…
There’s a song I love called “Sundays Will Never Be The Same”. No I haven’t posted in the wrong blog today. My music blog is for positive days where we don’t talk about cancer and entries are happily shown to family and friends. That blog does not do negative thoughts. This blog is sadly the true story......
I am not in a happy mood today. People keep telling me that it will be possible…
Today’s blog post is a little different. Just for today I am giving a free introductory lesson in the art of meditation. If you don’t fancy the idea it’s no problem at all. Off you go, see you next time. I won’t take offence. Everyone else follow me please. Don’t be scared. I am not going to make you wear robes or put hippy beads round your neck. There is no chanting involved and we won’t…
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…
I am becoming increasingly frustrated by the day. I have been told that I will get worse for 7-10 days after radiotherapy as the effects will still be in my body. But nobody has defined what worse means. They probably don't know as everyone is different, or they don't want to worry me about something that may not happen. So I am in constant anticipation of something bad happening. The nurse said last week that…
