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Since this all began, I’ve had a lot of time to ponder various things, as I’m presently not allowed to work for the foreseeable future at least. I’ve already made my views on Daytime TV clear in a previous blog, so I find myself trying to keep my mind active without reaching for the TV remote.
Writing these blogs helps enormously, it’s making me have to use my brain, despite the limitations that Cyril imposes. Those who come across my spelling errors please know I’ve been through...
Sleep seems to be eluding me recently, well enough sleep is probably a better description. I go to bed feeling suitably knackered, that you’d think I’d drop of pretty quickly then lay there for hours.
Its almost as soon as my head hits the pillow my brain goes ‘oh goody, its random shit time again’ so I spend hours pondering inane things.
Are we alone in the universe? What do cats and dogs really think of us? Do penguins have knees? These and more ridiculous thoughts drift...
My tongue was getting better and with the help of family and friends, I was starting to feel a little more upbeat. I received a text from the hospital (as this is the way things are done these days) asking me to confirm my MRI Scan appointment for the 30th of November. This was news to me, but I responded yes and then started googling MRI Scans.
I’m an engineer of sorts, so I like to know how and why stuff works and what it all means, after two hours on the internet, I had a pretty good understanding...
So after four weeks I could finally pretty much get back to normal life again. I was very relieved to be able to call my boss Lee and our office manager and HR lady Jo, on a little conference call to tell them I could start back to work. It was decided as I was still signed off, that I should start back on Monday the 12th of November.
I work for a brilliant company called AT and C, we design and install corporate and residential AV systems, I love my job and I had missed both the work and the folks...
So after sleeping like a corpse for about 17 hours, I got up feeling very glad to not actually be one. After more raspberry ripple ice cream for breakfast (I should speak to Wallis about sponsering this blog as I ate so much of it ) I had a bath and cleaned the burn on my leg you see in the accompanying picture. (The burn is about six days old when that picture was taken) Amazingly it didn’t hurt, which was a very strange thing, as it looked horrendous.
I pretty much spent Tuesday sleeping;...
So when we left the action our hero was....
Sorry, just had my epilepsy meds and they honestly make me feel like I’ve had four pints of cider, so happily pissed suddenly being epileptic has its benefits it would seem.
So where were we? ah yes, so my wife and daughter stayed with me for a bit longer and then as visiting time was drawing to a close they went home.
They were both starving as they’d been either in A&E, or in the room I was in for about three and half hours by this stage and I could...
So I’ve told you all who Cyril is and why he’s an arsehole, I’ve also mentioned that he’s made me an epileptic, but not how this was diagnosed. Well strap in folks here is the story of the start of my epilepsy journey.
The first time I keeled, over was Sunday the 7th of October, I had just watched an uninspiring Japanese Formula One Grand Prix, where Hamilton had won (not a fan )
I went to answer the call of nature or sit on the throne (for any American folks I was taking a...
Welcome to my unusually titled blog, I had best explain before we go further I suppose. Two days ago I had a conversation with a lovely lady doctor/consultant called Sybil Stacpoole who informed me I have a growth in my brain that shouldn’t be there. This 23mm long interloper is causing me to have epilepsy (more on that subject in a future installment) which is what led me to my local hospitals Neurology department and my lovely caring consultant.
I’ve had two MRI Scans in pretty quick succession...
What a horrid day. I had a visit from my GP and I thought, Oh! that's nice and caring. No such thing. All she wanted was for me to sign my life away by agreeing to complete a DNR. I know it's for my own good but, up until her visit, I was having quite a good day, just for a change.
I sat and smiled, and when through all her questions showing no emotion...…….but as soon as she left, I broke down into a blubbering heap.
Now that chemo is over I am preparing for a partial gastrectomy on 28 January. Having had major surgery before I can’t say I am looking forward to it!
Physically I am feeling better now and trying to walk every day. My Fitbit is very motivating as I can see how far I am walking. I don’t go to the gym, having spent more money on gym memberships than I care to remember! I now walk 3 to 5 miles a day and build in some cardio!
I need to try to put on weight for the first time in my life....
