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Two weeks ago my life, my family’s and husbands life changed forever. my husband had a colonoscopy and subsequent CT scan revealed a tumour that was 10 cm in length. it had invaded his liver, with metastases throughout his abdomen.
At the time his cancer was diagnosed my husband lived away from home to work in the Middle East. after diagnosis he was sent home to get treatment. luckily we live in the UK near to a specialist cancer research hospital, which helps us tremendously.
my husband...
Has anyone not thought that yet?
There are so many times over the last five years where something has happened and I've worried because the docs didn't tell me to expect it, or that it might happen, or the best one - the docs didn't know it could happen!
The reason I bring it up? Well, I'm going personal again folks so you may want to avert your eyes!
I've recently had a hysteroscopy and then a pipelle biopsy - nope, that's not where they stick a bat (pipistrelle...
Warning: this post references post-surgery bleeding and pooing and tries to provide attempts at humour.
My advice for any person who is about to have a Trachelectomy procedure and wants to know what to prepare for afterwards is this: –
That’s the only thing you need to do now. Whether this be mentally, physically, spiritually or grammatically please engage in some selfish behaviour that isn’t even that selfish to begin with.
The hospital that performs the procedure may very...
As I have said in previous blogs I have been at this game a long while and had to go through some horrid procedures as we all have but always in the back of my mind there has been this thought that all those nasty bits are to keep this cancer under control and to give me time. That I can cope with, they are necessary to keep me alive as long as possible. What is really testing me is the ridiculously silly problems that I just don’t need. The weather being wet plays havoc with my bronchiectasis -...
Feeling back to normal now, thank god. I had been feeling mildly ropey - like a hangover all day - even with the anti-sickness meds and steroids - so was convinced they weren't working very effectively. Changed my mind when the granisetron ran out. Which was Boxing Day. I had 5 days' worth of granisetron but was told to take it for 3. I took it for 5 because the last 2 days were Christmas Eve and Christmas Day! You have to feel well on Christmas Day! And I was, reasonably. Functioned enough...
If you are sensitive or easily embarrassed then this post is probably not for you.
Since my surgery I have noticed that there seems to be an awkwardness around gynaecological cancers that doesn't present itself even with breast or testicular cancer, I have no idea why this is, the awkwardness varies from apologising fo TMI, to having all sorts of pet names for the vagina then there's that strange thing where people mouth inaudible things rather than use any of the following, vagina, clitorus and...
Christmas time. The time when those you (usually) share genetics with are all shoved together regardless of likes and dislikes, and you're all supposed to get on. Because it's Christmas.
Bleh!
This year, my youngest brother has moved back from overseas, so he was around. Usually I get on quite well with him, but he can sometimes be a pompous pr*ck who knows everything better than you do and refuses to listen to reason. And at 6' 3", he can look down on you both figuratively...
I will never forget that moment.
‘it’s not good news. we don’t have good news for you.we have found that she has a brain tumour’
That moment of time freezing, your life coming to a complete hault. All your senses stopping for those first few seconds. ‘I must be in the wrong room’ I thought to myself. But the worst part for me was, I was not truely surprised. Deep down I had known all along that my beautiful baby had
Something seriously wrong with her.
How had I, at the age of 23 become...
WARNING.....THIS IS NOT A BLOG FOR ANYONE OF A DELICATE DISPOSITION!
