What a chuffin week!

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Well here I am, 6 sessions into my radiotherapy and not a bit how I planned to be!  My life for the last few months has been a rollercoaster to say the least...

Since having my operation just before Christmas and being diagnosed there have been some ups and lots of downs and I'm not just waiting for everything to even out!  But 6 out of 20 sessions is progress, and I'm not on countdown to the half way mark.  So far so good with the side effects, but I know it's still early days with that.  Although I did ask the radiographer today if they are firing at the wrong bit as my ear is getting more and more painful and yet my parotid is fine.  I don't have ear cancer!  I have been assured that it is ok though haha.

I've had a pretty rubbish couple of weeks to be honest, from starting my treatment which I was unnecessarily nervous about and coming out of an 18 month relationship, 2 days before my treatment started.  I can honestly say that hearing, and this is a direct quote, "I just don't think I love you any more and it's going to make me feel too guilty not feeling the right way for you during your treatment and making you miserable and not being able to hug you, so I think it's best we end it now" VIA TEXT, is pretty s*%t!  And with being off work at the moment I have a lot of time on my own to feel very very lonely indeed.  In fact I'd go as far as to say I've never been so down in my life.  Cancer and a dumping - seriously, I am so due a lottery win to balance this out!  2011 is not a great year for me so far - but things can only get better right?!  Who knows, maybe I'll find someone who wouldn't leave me at the hardest time of my life?!  People like that can't be hard to find surely?! 

And so here I am, single and a bit sore!  And so with this in mind I have decided that I am having a night off from cancer tonight.  Some of my close friends have flown over from Ireland and are staying with me tonight.  And so I am going to put my best clothes on, a full face of make up (against medical advice), have a good few drinks (against medical advice) and dance until the wee small hours (or until I'm too tired and have to come home).  Who knows, I may even have a cigarette or two (very much against medical advice).  But I feel like I need a break from it.  I've not felt like Emma for months now.  I've been this other person with an alien in her parotid who is numb in every way.  And so tonight matthew, I am going to be Emma.  One night can't do me any harm can it??  And I would rather do this now and have a fun night to remember to make myself smile than not and wait until I feel too rough to go out and do anything about it. 

I will raise a glass tonight for all of the amazing people on this site that also deserve a night off from it.  And all of the people that have cheered me up and made me smile in the chat room, I can always count on you!  And to every one of you that have written inspirational blogs that get me through.  I promise one day I will write one of those too!

Take care

x

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Hey Girly!!

    Enjoy your night out with your chums. You totally deserve it after what you've been through and are still going through. Have fun feeling normal, being Emma tonight. I'm sure your mates will take good care of you. My partner did the same to me a week before my first op!! what a kn*b. We must catch-up soon...have a puff for me :) x

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Hi Emma

    Enjoy your night and the rest of your weekend off. I do evry weekend. I dont thik ive been out as much since i was diagnosed i go somewhere every weekend, booked to go to london next weekend.

    Well maybe ill see you in suite four and you can off load any time

    Take care

    xx Lisa

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Hey everyone, thank you for your messages.  Can I just say that I think you're all absolutely right, my ex is well and truely an a**ehole!  And they've proved it yet again this week...

    But today is a good day, today I've completed my 10th radiotherapy, out of 20.  I'm half way there.  Officially counting down to the end of it all now so I can start having a life again.  

    I'm bloody shattered, my throat and ear are sore, and I can't taste a thing which is actually the most depressing thing about all of this.  I'm telling you, you don't realise how much food is a comfort until you can't taste it any more.  I needed cheering up the other day and so bought myself some mini eggs, and I may as well have been putting the cardboard box they came in in my mouth for all I can taste.  It's not nice at all.  I miss flavours.  I miss chocolate!

    But I can safely say that my night out with my friends has done me the world of good.  I was smiling for days.  A whole day and night that wasn't about cancer.  I was the old me again.  And I pulled!  Granted, I wasn't interested, but it was flattering that someone chatted me up.  It was actually cute, they sent their friend over to say they liked me.  Seriously, it was like being 14 again!  So it turns out cancer hasn't made me as hideous and unattractive as I thought it had.  The old Emma is still in here and she will be back in no time at all.  I can't tell you how good it is to feel human again for a night.  Just one night.  You should all do it.  

    I hope you're all well.  And thank you again for your messages.

    Emma

    x