Today, 24th April, Shawn turned 42. My gorgeous husband is half way through his radiotherapy treatment for an inoperable GBM.
The sun came out for a couple of hours, which isn't that usual for Scotland, but nonetheless, it was a beautiful day. A couple of friends and a BBQ were in order to celebrate Shawn's birthday.
Tomorrow is an early radiotherapy appointment, instead of 10.40 am it's been pushed back to 9.40 am because of the Easter weekend. So, that means no consultant tomorrow, but the nurse will be there to ask how he is.
Since treatment started, 3 weeks ago, Shawn's dex dose has been dropped from 6mg to 3mg. He's doing well. Still has the weakness on his right side, mainly the leg, and a 'heavy' feeling in his right arm. And the dreaded tiredness, which he hates, just as much as he hates having to use a wheel chair on longer trips out. Ex-army and a rugby player, stubborn and bloody minded to boot. Which is all good, because it keeps him positive. And why not ?
