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I have been very worried about my husband these past few days, he seems less well to me. When we moved to Wales six months ago he
was fine, but a week later he started to limp, and seemed in pain.This
went on for about a week and he decided to visit the doctor. anyway
to cut a long story short she sent him for an x ray and when the results
came back the doctor said he had OSTROARITHRITAS in his hip,she
gave him some medication for the pain and that was it. As the weeks
went by his pain was...
It all starts with the ultimate treat.....Im allowed a lie in (heaven) then woken with a coffee and ginger nut, Finally deigned to get up about 9.30 and was met half way down the stairs by my 3 yr old singing Happy Birthday then asking rather anxiously if he could share my birthday with me.
I was presented with flowers, books, smellies, foot creams, cd's, personalised towels and from my sister in law the cutiest little box shaped like a bag with 3 healing stones inside (that made me cry) and my...
prognosis 6 to 10 weeks....14 weeks ago.
We have our own business, lots of hard work, a partnership business of over 20 years, its been a long and somewhat pointless struggle.....
Liz still comes to work, to manage her position as practice manager she is the up-front face with a smile.....its still there, but oh so much pain behind it.
She would rather be at work than at home, although her steroidel moon face and nipped brow say different.
My constant eye trained on her every move, I know that...
Well mum goes into hospital tomorrow. She has been great up until today but was very weepy today - understandably so.
She isn't afraid of the operation to remove the rest of her lymph nodes but of the results approx a week later, which we are all dreading.
How will we cope if she gets bad results - it will be so hard not to break down in front of her and this will not make her feel any better.
I have been practising in my head how I will deal with bad news but as you know nothing prepared...
I am still trying to get the hang of this site. I am not always sure how to get where I want when I want. I am not always responding to wonderful friends in a timely fashion...if at all. Seems I stumble upon pages more often than actually knowing where I want to go and then just click a button and get there. Seems I have to search around a bit to find the pages and buttons. I am not sure if it is just me, the chemo brain or what...
I am also not sure why I need to know how many times we post...is...
Well....it was my 50th birthday last week...the day i had my 2nd cycle of chemo...id had a lovely nite out the nite before with the girls from work n my day at hospital was nice to..gettin a cake off the chemo ward n generally being made a fuss of...all in all i had a really good birthday...the chemo took its toll after a day or 2 n i was wiped out.
My son n his wife asked if i wanted to go for a quiet drink..just to the local pub...for an hour or so...just to get out the house...so i sed yeah....
Saturday, October 3rd 2009
Andrew had a fairly good night. He was in and out of pain and in and out of sleep. He wakes up mainly to push that pain button.
7:45am Dr Karnes arrives and shakes Andrew's hand, "hello partner". He
spent 15 mins telling us about the operation - he is very pleased with
the outcome and said that Andrew is a star patient. Yesterday, he gave
me a box with the gallstones in it - there are over 50 of them and
quite large. No wander Andrew suffered with them but in a way...
Tuesday 29th September
Well an hour or so after my last blog, I left a message for the consultant just in case the 4am pain bit hadn't filtered through. He rang straight back and after the usual questions, said he thought it would be a good idea to come in. "Ok,when?" says I "Now" says he - "we need to make sure it's not a pulmonary embolism." "Sh*t" says OH. "I'm not rushing!" say I. So we threw my still unpacked bag back in the car and headed...
Today has been one of the even worse variety. I need to talk to Robert and he's not here. Friends and family visit but they don't understand. Robert was the person who knew me inside out, knew all my faults and still loved me.
I don't think I'll ever have that again and that breaks my heart.
Its taken me ages to get onto this site !!! My lovely paul lost his fight on 20th Sep. We held his funeral yesterday. I'm so sad and very lost
