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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cfs-file/__key/system/syndication/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en-US"><title type="html">Speaking to an empty room</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/atom</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/atom" /><generator uri="http://telligent.com" version="12.1.2.21912">Telligent Community (Build: 12.1.2.21912)</generator><updated>2026-05-06T08:40:41Z</updated><entry><title>Oncology...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oncology" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oncology</id><published>2026-06-22T13:44:57Z</published><updated>2026-06-22T13:44:57Z</updated><content type="html">Had the first oncology appointment today basically told the cancer was stage four ,three lymph nodes involved,not primary and containers squamous cells....

Long rotton story short,radiotherapy will be shit,lots of awfull side effects and no guarante...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oncology"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723314&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Oh  FFS !!!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oh-ffs-1031868482" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oh-ffs-1031868482</id><published>2026-06-22T04:35:44Z</published><updated>2026-06-22T04:35:44Z</updated><content type="html">You couldn&amp;#39;t make it up Dad decided hed cut the garden hedge....why FFS...normally hed do it ,but he&amp;#39;s got cancer,he ain&amp;#39;t himself after the surgery and plus he&amp;#39;s not sleeping and even before the cancer his heart af made him knackered...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oh-ffs-1031868482"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723311&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Channel My Inner Spock</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/channel-my-inner-spock" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/channel-my-inner-spock</id><published>2026-06-15T05:57:31Z</published><updated>2026-06-15T05:57:31Z</updated><content type="html">Today I go with my Dad and Mum to see the Ent and chat about the path results.We know already ,because the consultant called on Tuesday to let Dad know the cancer isn&amp;#39;t a primary...give him and us time to digest the news...but today we&amp;#39;ll kno...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/channel-my-inner-spock"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723296&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Just bloody ring instead of tex links !!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/just-bloody-ring-instead-of-tex-links" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/just-bloody-ring-instead-of-tex-links</id><published>2026-06-10T14:28:04Z</published><updated>2026-06-10T14:28:04Z</updated><content type="html">I know it&amp;#39;s the modern way but mum and dad aren&amp;#39;t modern ,they don&amp;#39;t even have the bloody internet ...they&amp;#39;re smart phones are crap and don&amp;#39;t connect correctly when they&amp;#39;re dependent on signals in the atmosphere...but despite ...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/just-bloody-ring-instead-of-tex-links"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723281&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Phone Call From Hell</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/phone-call-from-hell" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/phone-call-from-hell</id><published>2026-06-10T03:45:11Z</published><updated>2026-06-10T03:45:11Z</updated><content type="html">The MDT team have met and reviewed the path findings and rung my mum.and dad.I knew something was amiss when I phoned to ask how mums toes were,she&amp;#39;s had two toenails removed in an attempt to cure fungal toenails.Dad answered but sounded off,as t...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/phone-call-from-hell"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723277&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Oh FFS !!!!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oh-ffs" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oh-ffs</id><published>2026-06-06T14:09:10Z</published><updated>2026-06-06T14:09:10Z</updated><content type="html">I could bloody scream,but I won&amp;#39;t.Mum is kicking off ,banging on and on over Dad.Hes got Cancer FFS ,cut him some slack.Hes had a big operation he&amp;#39;s almost 80 you&amp;#39;re bloody 81 simmer the fuck down .Mums in tears ,can&amp;#39;t cope with all t...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/oh-ffs"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723266&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Turned A Corner</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/turned-a-corner" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/turned-a-corner</id><published>2026-06-02T12:04:20Z</published><updated>2026-06-02T12:04:20Z</updated><content type="html">Things are finally starting to improve....Dad&amp;#39;s scar is virtually invisible ,the surgeon has done an amazing job and you really cannot see a scar at all .It&amp;#39;s healed so well, and the little infection looks to have cleared up after a course of...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/turned-a-corner"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723254&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Worrying again</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/worrying-again" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/worrying-again</id><published>2026-05-27T13:49:49Z</published><updated>2026-05-27T13:49:49Z</updated><content type="html">I&amp;#39;m worrying again,dad goes on 15 June to see the ent surgeon who performed his operation,the cns nurses said if they have the path results we&amp;#39;ll get them then....I hope that they are ok and we don&amp;#39;t get told more shit news.

Dad is conti...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/worrying-again"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723237&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Same shit different day</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/same-shit-different-day" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/same-shit-different-day</id><published>2026-05-26T11:15:49Z</published><updated>2026-05-26T11:15:49Z</updated><content type="html">14 days on and dad is a tiny bit better.Still feels crap and his face is still numb and he&amp;#39;s no real appetite.He looked thin today his jeans were hanging off his backside....unsure if he&amp;#39;s always been that way....hes of to see the GP today as...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/same-shit-different-day"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723235&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>A Week On</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/a-week-on" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/a-week-on</id><published>2026-05-21T08:58:38Z</published><updated>2026-05-21T08:58:38Z</updated><content type="html">Dad feels like shit
He&amp;#39;s in a lot of pain...the consultant did warn him ,after his surgery he asked,are you in pain ? And Dad replied ...No...Don&amp;#39;t worry you will be....I guess Dad was warned.Dad&amp;#39;s face where they did the partial parotidectomy ,I thi...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/a-week-on"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723223&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Home At Last</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/home-at-last" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/home-at-last</id><published>2026-05-18T14:05:03Z</published><updated>2026-05-18T14:05:03Z</updated><content type="html">Dad was discharged yesterday afternoon ...
We went and collected him from the hospital,he&amp;#39;s to use a wheelchair because the walk to the main entrance from the ward was just too far and in his weekend state why walk when you can ride.

He was knac...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/home-at-last"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723215&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>A Mountain Left To Climb</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/a-mountain-left-to-climb" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/a-mountain-left-to-climb</id><published>2026-05-17T10:56:08Z</published><updated>2026-05-17T10:56:08Z</updated><content type="html">Well Dad had his operation ,almost six hours under anesthetic,the wait and the worry we&amp;#39;re terrible but eventually we were told he&amp;#39;s out and in recovery,and there he stayed in the post op recovery place for 24 hours because they&amp;#39;d no beds...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/a-mountain-left-to-climb"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723213&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Long night</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/long-night" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/long-night</id><published>2026-05-11T11:44:07Z</published><updated>2026-05-11T11:44:07Z</updated><content type="html">I&amp;#39;m knackered ,terrible night ,no sleep.Whwn you&amp;#39;re in bed at night,mind whirring ,every scenario playing out in you&amp;#39;re head ,well sleep just doesn&amp;#39;t happen .I tossed and turned for an hour,then thought sod it and started to read my k...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/long-night"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723188&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Want To Scream</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/want-to-scream" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/want-to-scream</id><published>2026-05-08T15:22:24Z</published><updated>2026-05-08T15:22:24Z</updated><content type="html">Well it was Dad&amp;#39;s pre op at the hospital today,what a bloody farce getting to the hospital,road works everywhere,one way blood streets,diversions ,so bloody stressful,My husband took us but he got lost because the sat nav kept re routing us,but w...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/want-to-scream"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723182&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry><entry><title>D Day Looms</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/d-day-looms" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/d-day-looms</id><published>2026-05-06T07:40:41Z</published><updated>2026-05-06T07:40:41Z</updated><content type="html">This shit is becoming real and it&amp;#39;s terrifying.
Dad has his pre op on Friday but the surgeons secetary has phoned and given dad the date for the operation...Exactly a week today he&amp;#39;ll be in hospital.

Everything will be ok? It&amp;#39;s got to be...(&lt;a href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/speaking-to-an-empty-room/posts/d-day-looms"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=723175&amp;AppID=42945&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>RedTree26</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/d5bca401a17e4bf7bf122e7bc1349f86</uri></author></entry></feed>