Friday was a good day. Not only was the sun out, and the weekend just around the corner, I got to see my favourite person, Deepti! Let me start from the beginning. So I’ve got this hard thing in my lip, which basically holds it down my lip up into a very attractive snarl, while…
Author: Jen Eve
Teeth thoughts and important (non cancer related) meetings…
People’s reaction to me wanting teeth is interesting. Most people are in the camp of ‘of course, it must be SO difficult without teeth’ but occasionally voicing my desperate wish for teeth gets brushed off with an ‘oh, that’s not an issue, teeth don’t really matter, you’ll get them when you get them’. I’m not…
Happy 70th birthday NHS
It is the 70th birthday of the NHS. Where to start? I suppose with something that’s obviously close to me. Looking at cancer alone – 50% of people get cancer. That means you, and your mum. Or your partner and your dad. Or your sister and your best friend. I know of people in the…
Friday thoughts…
‘Imagining what might happen if one’s circumstances were different was the only sure route to madness’ – Amor Towles, A Gentleman in Moscow I read this today and it really put into words something that I had been thinking about for some time. Where do we get thinking ‘what if this never happened’? I know…
Physio
You might remember that in hospital I had the most awesome physio, Kat. She was the perfect blend of sympathetic and no-nonsense, which must be so important when you’re dealing with people coming out of a big, potentially life-changing surgery. She’s not going to let you lie around and feel sorry for yourself, but she’s…
Wow, has it really been a month?
So I’ve been trying to start going back to work. It’s harder than I thought it would be. That’s why I’ve disappeared from here for a bit, just concentrating on getting through the days. I didn’t realise it had been quite so long since my last post. The first point to make is how lucky…
The future is looking bright
‘Jen, you’re my last patient so you’re going to have to wait a bit.’ Said Deepti as she took in another patient. I smiled. That’s fine, obviously. To be honest I was just really happy to know it was her I would be seeing. ‘Don’t worry, it’s all good’ she said with a thumbs up….
The dreaded MRI. Again.
So as part of my ongoing monitoring, I have to have an MRI. Every two months. If you’ve been following along, you might remember that I enjoyed my first two MRIs but then managed to develop a crippling anxiety on my third. So two-monthly MRIs are not high on my list of things I want…
‘So… What’s the prognosis?’
It’s a thing people ask. Like ‘are you going to live or die?’ Like people are watching tv show and want to know the ending. It’s funny to think of your own life in that way… Two sides of a precarious scale. Well… we don’t know the ending. There’s no blood test to see if…
So send your love…
Additional to the ongoing things I’m having to deal with that I mentioned in my previous post, is the itching. When I came out of surgery, pretty much my whole face was numb. Nerve damage. I was told it would come back, but it would take time. After a few days, parts of my numb…