You know… I probably jinxed it by telling you all it was happening… But I got a call earlier in the week saying they ‘couldn’t find a consultant’ for Friday. I don’t really understand what that means, I thought it was meant to be my surgeon, Mr K who did it. But I guess maybe…
Tag: support
The joy of ongoing appointments
I was talking to someone the other day who was saying that going back to the Macmillan Cancer Centre for appointments is something she fears and finds upsetting. And I get it, there can be a certain sense of PTSD with these things, and constant reminders of the trauma isn’t necessarily what you want. But…
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…
The kindness of strangers
I want to take you back to the Friday before I went in to surgery. I had been at work that day and as the day was drawing to a close, my friend said ‘so… Pub…?’. It was just us three close friends left in the office and it turned out we all had a…
Little adventures
On day 13 of my hospital stay, Kat the Physio said I was allowed to go for a little adventure, so I actually got to leave the ward and we went up to Level 16 and looked out at the view. UCLH has a tall tower, and is situated pretty in the middle of London,…
Woah hey look, she lives!
I can only apologise for my radio silence. I know none of you would blame me for a moment, but I’m sure you have all been concerned, intrigued, interested… Some combination of all of the above, maybe some other things too. I have not been up to writing at all, and I’m still not. But…
Somehow, we have found ourselves at the end of the first part of all of this
No. More. Chemo. It kind of ran up on me suddenly, with all the unknowns of whether I would be finishing my chemo or not. The ending was pretty anticlimactic I suppose. As it was chemo at home, it had been fairly easy. No pumps or 3L/day of water leading up to getting disconnected, no…
Unfortunately… No going home today.
Most importantly, I can’t thank you all enough for your finger crossing, crossing of various limbs, thoughts, hopes, well wishes. Unfortunately cancer/chemo wins this round and I can’t get home for our planned Christmas lunch /day of cheer tomorrow. I was feeling a bit down about it. But we’ll go to the pub for lunch…
The roller coaster ride that puts me in the ward… then puts me back in the Cotton Rooms the next day… But now we need home tomorrow please!!!
So… This is going to be a bit of a roller coaster. post. This morning kind of went from bad to worse… My hopes to get out tomorrow (Friday) in time for our Christmas lunch on Saturday were slowly to rapidly slipping away from me. And my hopes to get out of the ward and…
A post of gratitude.
You know what has been amazing? My friends and family, and really anyone who I have come in contact with. The support I have received through this all is overwhelming. I find it difficult to have things done for me, to accept help. I’ve always been staunchly independent. But the offers to help from all…
The Cancer Chronicles 