This week I would like to thank Time 107.5FM (https://www.time1075.net/) for interviewing me and including my story in their news bulletins.
Anyway, back to my journey.....
Many of the days during that 9-week period of chemotherapy I was like a zombie, I couldn’t think properly or think at all in many cases. It was only with Pat’s help that I could manage to get in and out of bed, in and out of the shower or up and down the stairs. My taste buds disappeared completely and were followed by my appetite. I went through a period of constipation that became so acute that, during an assessment interview with a nurse from the Oncology unit, it was so noticeable that I was unwell I was rushed into the unit where the chemotherapy was administered and a doctor summoned to prescribe something to help me. At home I wasn’t capable of doing anything at all. Everything was now having to be done by Pat which was not only physically demanding but mentally stressful too. Watching someone you love go through what I was experiencing was going to take its toll but somehow Pat did it without a murmur and I felt too ill to notice the effect this was having on her, not that I could have done anything about it. I had no aches or pains I just felt Ill but couldn’t explain in what way. Pat stopped asking how I felt because there were no good days just days that weren’t quite as bad as others.
The whole chemotherapy session was a nightmare except for one amazing incident. It was the only morning that I woke up with a clear mind and was lucid. In my mind was a short story completely written and etched on my mind. I am told, although whether it is true or not I don’t know, that this happened to Paul McCartney but in his case it was the music and lyrics to a song. Having got downstairs and comfortable I got out my iPad and started to write the story down. After 15/20 minutes or so the lucidity vanished and I became incapable of proceeding any further so it was left barely started.
During this chemotherapy treatment I had to attend several assessment interviews either with a nurse or Prof. Tahir and also with my two surgeons. A C.T. scan was carried out just before the treatment was completed and blood tests done although the problem of finding a vein was becoming more frequent. A close eye was being kept on me on a regular basis but I was becoming exhausted. To my immense relief, on the 26th June my Chemotherapy treatment was over.
The next stage of my treatment would be the surgery to remove the cancers.
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