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    Week 13- ‘The Shining’

    Week 13 involved my first trip to the Chemotherapy hospital.  For anyone who has ever seen the movie The Shining, think of that hospital and you will have a good idea of what the local Chemotherapy hospital here looks like.  I have never seen the entire movie, but I do believe this building probably gives it a good run for its’ money. It is up a long winding road in the mountains and was originally a Sanatorium.  It still is to a degree, with many patients who are having chemotherapy every day choosing to stay there whilst they have it. I had another lovely friend drive me there, and she,…

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    Week 14- 12 Rounds with Mike Tyson

    ‘Chemotherapy week’ (it sounds as if it will be as exciting as ‘Big Cat Week’ on the BBC, but believe me, it is not), started with a huuuge trip to the pharmacy on Friday.  I had four different prescriptions in total. An anaesthetic patch to numb the port that I had put in at my last surgery- (a way to administer tons and tons of drugs without wrecking every vein in your body- I am surprised that addicts haven’t caught on to the idea),  big anti-nausea drugs, more anti-nausea drugs and an injection for the day after chemotherapy to get my white blood count back up because this takes a…

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    Week 15- vaguely human, but skint!…

    The second week ‘post-chemo’ was better. It was still difficult to gauge when you would feel alright and when you would feel as if you could just crawl into bed and not come out, but it was hugely better than the nausea and puking of the previous week.  I got to the point where if I had been a shrub I would have been called perennially tired. The feeling of not knowing as and when your always reliable body would let you down was something that I knew it would be difficult to come to terms with and was no doubt going to be one of the true tests of…

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    Week 17- Shearing is caring

    After the delights of my first round of chemo, I think it was fair to say that I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the second round.  However, with a bit of tweaking of the nausea meds it turned out to be waaay more tolerable than the first round, and in fact, much as there were many nausea feelings- (you know, those type when you are sat up in bed thinking ‘maybe I should just puke- better out than in right?), there was no actual physical puking. My visit to The Shining was also better than previous ones.  I was given the delight of a face and hand massage, whilst the…

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    Week 20- Chemo, What’s it all about Alfie?

    Week 20 took me back for my third session of the Lourd (heavy) chemo.  After what felt like a particularly difficult post to write last week, I thought it might be useful to show you what chemotherapy is all about, hence my rather abstract reference to the late, great Cilla Black.  Laser eyes… I don’t know about you, but personally, I did not have a clue what ‘chemotherapy’ was until undergoing it myself.  When I say not a clue, if you had told me that chemotherapy involved a nurse standing in front of a patient in Superman stance and blasting them with rays from her eyes, I would probably have believed you,…

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    Week 23- Why we should all be angry

    I have been mulling over this post for a few weeks now, as some of you will be able to testify. I didn’t want to come across being hubristic, but given what is about to happen in the UK, there seems to be no time like the present to discuss the standards of care available when it comes to cancer treatment.   I have been spurred on by this article in The Independent where a conservative MP, Chris Philp commented that survival rates from cancer have ‘increased dramatically’, and that is what people care about, not how long they have to wait for treatment.  I might survive, but will you?… Ho…