Let me tell you what advanced liver cancer looks like. I used to have a huge arse, thighs and tits - these are now all considerably smaller, but my stomach now rivals John Prescott's. If you pasted his head on to my body it would look quite realistic. I've turned from Pauline to John in a matter of months! I also have coin sized lesions all over my torso, many of which are blue (it's the melanoma). I have one on my neck which I can make to go up or down if I want to. Pity I don't have any grandchildren to scare.
Last week was still pain free so we went walking in Wales. Managed to do circular walks around Pen y Fan and Snowdon, which I though was pretty good for an advanced cancer patient. I was beginning to think I could do anything....but then the pain struck. "It's liver stretch pain - the liver pressing against its sack" explained the GP, as he prodded my stomach. "I don't care, just give me the morphine" I thought.
So now I've been able to add the morphine to my drugs collection - in both liquid and patch form, along with additional nausea tablets. Three new items to enhance the kitchen drawer! Thanks to Macmillan, I can now get these free with my new medical exemption certificate, which arrived just in time.
Spent a couple of days lying on the sofa watching catch up TV and feeling a bit sorry for myself. I guess I'd better start writing those goodbye letters to my nearest and dearest - I've been thinking about that for weeks without actually taking any direct action. Maybe I can find a template somewhere on the internet - no, don't even think about it.
