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What a complete pain! I hear you can get stoma bags with valves on them to help relieve gas build up (and I find the usual filters in normal bags somewhat pointless/non-functional). But I've yet to get my hands on any, and, as such am in the situation where I can be going to the toilet literally every 10 minutes or so to empty sometimes hardly any poo, but a bagful of wind!
My gut is being very loud and gurgly. Output is sometimes thick, but tends to get very fluidy when I've drunk a lot, and...
Pete passed away at 8 am on Monday, March 14th. I was with him, talking to him, kissing him. Just me and him as he always wanted us to be when he was alive. I have varied between numbness and truly profound sadness since. I really never knew anything could hurt this much.
Cancer is a nasty little bugger that sneaks in the back door when you least at expect it.
It’s cruel and doesn’t care who it hurts and when it hurts.
You take our loved ones or make them ill, and you don’t care how you take them.
So now we are fighting back.
You’re not going to hurt our family and friends anymore.
We are stronger and wiser and we will fight you all the way.
So we say good-bye cancer and a big hello to life.
Hi Me this blog is to you don't allow this vile black disease to drag you back to that dark place. It,s like your constantly running from it first rcc then lung problem which I still have no idea what their doing Now suspected skin C of to another specialist And yes that's good and quick but I hate it all my daughter just booked my first holiday in years for my birthday I was and am looking forward to it But it's like this thing hangs over everything and yes most of the time your positive and I get...
Poem 04 ...or this?
Kidnapped by Isis...or this
No touch Ebola...or this
Laying children on the side of the road and running away...or this
Gang raped, family rejected...damaged...or this
Bombed, tortured, disappeared by my government...or this
Aids, cholera, malaria, not even a paracetamol, bloodstained bed 'clinic'...or this
Earthquaked
Cyclone swept
Mud slid
Tsunami hit (mama's room)...or this
Under five in Somali...or this
No choice no opportunity...
My father (who is in my photo box) passed away from cancer in May 2009 my good friend died of cancer four months later, my Aunty died August 2015 and so I thought I had, had my fair share of pain, to see my loved ones suffer that wretched disease was more than I could bare.....but I am back on that battlefield, my partner and soulmate age 52 years, has primary liver cancer which has metestatsised to many areas in his body.......I am broken, I am heart broken. Never have I felt helplessness like...
Every day now he asks, "what is wrong with me"? The answer is always the same. Well, you have a brain tumour and bladder cancer which makes you lose a lot of blood through your urine. This has made you weak. You are also not able to eat normally so have lost a little weight. Dad acknowledges the explaination and remains thoughtful. One day he responded with "well that sounds......."(pauses). I knew what he was going to say. "That sounds like I`m at the end of life", he says while not actually looking...
After going through 3 courses of chemotherapy treatments for mesothelioma I have been told that because of reducing effect of chemo on disease & possibility of kidney damage nothing more can be done. I now discover that if I happen to have approx. £100.000 spare I may have the chance of another year by having treatment available privately but not on NHS. Having not been able too claim any compensation this is not possible .At present this treatment is not available on NHS due to costs ...
