I have been fortunate not to need any feeding tube up to week 6, and co-codimol has coped with the discomfort. Indeed, apart from weight gain, I'm balanced, and I'm glad that fate has been kind.
The appaling weather meant a retreat to the gym for excersise, and that was surprisingly theraputic after finding the punchbag. Typically the sun is out now.
I have done 5 cisplatins, and my consultant thinks that may be enough. Chemo is a long day of people far too chatty I finish on Friday, and then it's recovery. I'm mentally stable and physically strong. I have used philosophy to fight the deamons. 
