Time to Take Stock...

End of Week 5 - well this week has definitely been one to forget, and I take comfort from the fact that those of you who have been through this battle can look back six months down the line and not even remember any of the pain and suffering. If I am honest, last night after being sick I was at my lowest ebb. I did not want any more meds, I didn't want any more food via tube, I didn't want advice from close family on what to do next. I just needed time to give MYSELF a kick up the backside I needed. And so at just gone 2 in the morning I am fully medded up and hooked back up to the food pump - no matter how sickly it makes me feel - and feel positive that my body, mind and soul have all made it through the penultimate week of treatment. In just over a week the stragglers of any stragglers will have been smashed and I can start to rebuild my broken body from its centre, its heart, and its soul into something bigger and better - physically, emotionally and mentally stronger! Until end Jan however I appreciate any support you can give as I know the battle still needs to be won in the next three to four weeks. Tomorrows treatment and consultation should be interesting, I do hope they can give me something that manages the pain better, and stops me being sick...