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Went back to the hospital on Tuesday 5th March for afternoon visiting. Thankfully, the Critical Care ward has afternoon visiting hours during the week, unlike the neuro ward she was on before, so we can get in to see her.
She was much brighter, giving the nurses hell - where's afternoon tea?? She did take one of them to one side though to tell her how safe and comfortable she felt and how grateful she was. All the canulas have been removed except one, so she looks less like a pin cushion now and...
Friday 15 Feb 2013, I got the call that I most dread: my brother telling me my mum had been taken into hospital and a scan showed a lump on her brain.
Friday 22 Feb 2013, the next dreaded call: scans showed that the lump was a tumour, probably malignant, but not sure what level. Its been caught early and they will operate to remove it, analyse it and then agree the best coruse of treatment: radiotherapy, chemo, etc....surgery scheduled for Wed 27 Feb.
Wednesday 27 Feb 2013: d-day! Waited and...
I was really glad when 2012 ended. It was a proper disastrous 12 months. It began with me making a painful decision of filing for a divorce after 7 years of unsuccessfully trying to work on my marriage. My husband was not interested in any form of therapy and was becoming increasingly aggressive which was truly bad for the kids. So, I finally said 'enough is enough' - he promised he'd make the divorce process hell..... I was worried, but little did I know that a few months later that would be one...
Stitches were removed this morning, only one of the six of them caused a serious involuntary yelp and it does all feel less tense down there. Only six non-dissolving stitches for what must be seven or eight inches of scar around the moved flap plus a 3 or 4 inch scar on my thigh where it was taken. I'm impressed, and it all looks very tidy if a bit strange. There is a tiny bit of split skin (like you get at the corner of your mouth sometimes with dry lips) but I plan to dab it with antiseptic...
It was my Dad's Birthday yesterday - he was 66!! I found it a
weird day. I HUGELY regret not taking the time off work to spend the whole day
with him...I didn't purely because I know there will come a time where I will
need that time off from work. We went straight round there after work..poor
Marc...I bit his head off because he couldn't leave work early and I just
wanted to get to Dad ASAP...I just felt emotional and sad...it hit me that this
could be Dad's last birthday :(...
OK, had tonsil (primary tumour site" and a "safe margin" removed about 10 days ago, since that time have been in constant pain except when I swallow; then it really bloody hurts!!
Before I had it done, teh Surgeon said he was "confident" that he could get it all out and that would just leaeve the secondaries in the nexk lymph nodes to be dealt with by chemoRT - great I am all for that - keeping the saliva glands and being able to swallow has always been the main thing for me, I would...
I am writing this in response to the many comments, both on this website and also out there in the big, bad world, that the 2nd year is actually harder than the 1st. As someone who is now bumbling my way through the 2nd year of bereavement, I hope my “insider’s perspective” may be helpful to those who have only recently lost a loved one. I realise that all of our experiences are different; we grieve differently, we loved differently and our relationships with those we have lost were different...
Phew, the weeks are still whizzing by!
I had chemo number 5 last Friday and thankfully the cannular went in first time, so no tears or shaking from me for a change. I told my youngest daughter, that my appointment was an hour later than it was as I didn't want her to witness the distress I get into with it all. It took three painful attempts to get the cannular in last time. By the time she got there, all was calm and the nurse was already syringing the chemo into me. She is just 23 and is really...
its 2 years tomorrow since I had my masectomy and what a 2 years it has been - its the first time Ive been on the Macmillan site which is fascinating in itself - I guess what I want to do is give some hope about the future and that whilst it may be the blackest time of your life when hearing the words " cancer" it can be the thing that changes your life for the good for ever
I so wish I had come across this site or thought about looking into it years ago. Now I'm here it will be a random stream of thoughts and experiences.
I will be 45 on the 5th March - that's this Tuesday.
I'm a self employed textile designer - lately it's been going really well.
I live with my partner of 20 odd years and we have a adorably funny 7 year old boy who in my eyes is a miracle baby after 3 failed IVF attempts and more or less giving up hope.
My mum had breast cancer...
