My Cancer Journey

  • 1st operation 8th April 2013

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    Leave at 6.30am to get to hospital for 8am.  Sit in admission lounge till 11am.  People are being sent home due a bed shortage.  I start to worry if I will get sent home.  No it's fine, I am definitely staying but I may not have the same bed every night.  Off to theatre for my 11.30am operation under local anaesthetic to install a feeding tube.  I get faint when the cannula is put in.  I am not looking forward to this at…

  • The Feeding Tube

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    FormerMember

    It's the week before I go into hospital for my neck dissection operation and I am very busy getting everything organised at home, at work, and for my parents.  There are lists, planners, spreadsheets, schedules all over the place.  There is shopping to do, I've been told to go to the dentist, I'm going to the hairdresser to get something done about my high maintenance hair style.  My time is worked out down to…

  • Telling everyone the news

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    FormerMember

    The next task in my cancer journey is giving the diagnosis to family and friends.  I'm not looking forward to this but it proves surprisingly easy.  I expect to get upset but I don't.  I just give basic details and try to sound as positive as possible.  Close friends and family are told over the phone, but we know a lot of people and I can't cope with ringing everyone.  We mainly keep in touch with  people by email…

  • Diagnosis Day March 21st 2013

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    FormerMember

    Well here is is, my big day.  We get to the hospital early and I am pleased to see when we walk into the clinic that my Consultant is there.  He spots us walking in and within a couple of minutes we are in his office.  I am sure I look completely petrified by this point.  He doesn't even say hello, he just says It's cancer but it's very treatable.  I am so relieved  to hear the words treatable, and all the worry…

  • One week till Diagnosis

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    FormerMember

    It's now Mon 18th Mar 2013 and I am beginning to get fretful.  I have the appointment at the hospital on Wednesday morning when I am expecting to be told I definitely have cancer.  Up to now I have coped well but it is now becoming a struggle.  There is no tennis this week to distract myself with and I am finding it very hard to concentrate on anything.  All I keep thinking about is all the people I know who have died…