Today was the worst day I have ever had, health wise. At times I thought I was going to die. It was the sickest I have ever been in my life and I hope never to repeat it. Where to start…. So Monday is chemo day in the clinic. I went in this morning at… Continue reading 21. As bad as it gets… hopefully!
Well what a few weeks that was. I started chemotherapy on the 7th of June and I was really sick for three full weeks after. I spent 12 days in Istanbul initially, and for most of it, I wasn’t able to eat and had no interest in doing anything other than sleeping and moaning about… Continue reading 18. Hair loss, wig shopping and back to Istanbul!
Believe it or not, the very first chemotherapy drug came from mustard gas used in world-war II. The US army employed two pharmacologists to find some use for a surplus of mustard gas after the Geneva Protocol banned its use. When its chemical formula was changed to make it nitrogen mustard, it was found to… Continue reading 17. Chemotherapy – the history, the science and the wild claims
Anyone who has been close to me for the past 10 months knows already what my secret is. And anyone who hasn't been so close, well I'm sorry that you don't know yet, and that might have caused you some worry, or so people keep telling me! It might have made you wonder if I'm… Continue reading 16. My secret
For the first time this week, since all of this happened almost 10 months ago, I thought why me? I am finally feeling sorry for myself. It’s so unfair. I don’t want to be going through this. And by going through this, I mean the treatment part. It’s so harsh on my body. Everything I’ve… Continue reading 15. Treatment begins
Hectic few days here in Strokestown, it’s all so last minute. I’ll be able to catch my breath once we get on the plane! Packing up the last few bits this morning. Had a lovely day yesterday seeing family and friends. More of the same today, so many people want to come wave us off.… Continue reading 13. The plan in Istanbul, where the money is going and my incredible community.
My heart was heavy last week. I got the call Wednesday to go in for my scan results. I knew it wasn't going to be good. They rang me 2 days after I had my CT scan, any other time I've returned for results has been a week later. I managed to change hospital and… Continue reading 11. Scan results
This one is short and eh, not so sweet kind of rant... It’s scan time and I’m waiting on results of a CT I had in Dublin yesterday. That means anxiety, worry, doubt, fear... It’s the time where I distrust myself and my choices the most and the ice queen's words swirl around my head…… Continue reading 10. Scan time…
I’ve had a busy couple of weeks since my last post. I ended up in A&E the bank holiday weekend just gone with a pain under my arm/chest area. It was on the opposite side of my body to where my tumours are but when you have cancer, every ache and pain is more cancer.… Continue reading 9. Alternative Treatments
This post is part of a new section on my blog called Rants. It is where I get to have a rant about all the things that have pissed me off on this journey. And I love a good rant, don't you? Things I will be getting off my chest... 5 year survival rates, cannabis… Continue reading 7. Rants: What not to say to someone with cancer