UPDATE: Sadly it seems it’s not as clear cut as we thought. In the last blog post I bemoaned the feelings of scanxiety around my first check up PET-CT scan since my chemotherapy began. Well, I'm not worried anymore. We have the results.
Feeling Lucky In Life – Yes, Really
It's one in the morning, and as I sit here during my second night as an emergency in-patient at my local hospital, I'm smiling. No, they haven't given me some of the strong, 'fun' meds. I'm grinning simply because I'm feeling so incredibly lucky.
Rolling With The Lows
Today I broke down. I continue to sob as I write this. Sometimes I feel like my mind is renting a small square footage of my body. It has become communal property. Some of the tenants are part of a cooperative to keep it in good condition. Some are saboteurs. But everyone has a say. I want my body back.
Chemotherapy: Day Eight
As I write, it's day nine (which, the eagle eyed amongst you will have spotted, means that I start my DIY G-CSF injections today. Fuuuuuuuuuu-), and so time for a recap of day 8. Which, if I'm being honest, was a total bugger of a day.
Mental Health and My Cancer
My personal relationship with mental health conditions was the main factor in why I immediately sought (and continue to seek) information regarding mental health support for cancer patients. Not only was I worried about my own mental health, and the mental health of my loved ones, but on top of that I was wracked with guilt.