Well named, bud - her name is Ruth and she's honestly a wonder. Not only has she recently supported our little girl almost on her own while I get radio'd, built a new diet to support me, ensured by pill taking is well managed and generally kept loving me wonderfully... She's actually the reason I'm alive. If back in July she heard my short-duration brain seizure and didn't force me to see the doctor, overwriting my view that I was just tired and needed a sleep, I'd effectively be gone now.
Do you already know how many sessions you get of each therapy or do the re-evaluate each time as they go along?
It's six weeks of radiotherapy (30 days, with weekends missing) which is also covered with chemotherapy, as the radiology should allow it to work at its best. It's then a four week break followed by six weeks of chemotherapy, a routine that is multiplied for the year. Month and a half of pills, month off. Sounds okay to me.
I'll be honest... Utter shit, bud.
I'll be honest... Utter shit, bud.
The first three weeks of radiotherapy didn't really bother me, to be fair. Honestly, that was fine and led me to thinking I'd probably get through the six-weeks without too many snags.
Oops.
I got a weekend with emergency treatment due to stabbing pains in the swollen part of the brain, bad vomit incomes and some other physical problems that I won't go into toooooooo much detail on. Now, I'm just permanently tired, my stomach is consistently churning like fuck, I've lost a bit of weight and I've got some shakes and general muscular weakness. The amusing part is that this is largely expected when you're undergoing what I'm undergoing, and I've just got a feeling... The feeling that this is going to clear the tumour and I'm then presented a challenge to keep rid of it.
Maybe that's delusional, I'd get that. But the doctors here seem to have the same sort of hope and are expecting something similar at the wrap up of all this.
Glioblastoma's don't get everyone, and I'm not everyone. As things stand, I just need this last week to conclude and for me to get back to health after that.
Thanks for checking in, though. I really appreciate it.
Hibs have stopped losing as I've felt worse, so they're doing what they can to make it easier, hoho. Ruthie's folks are here in Brunssum for the Yule period, so that's going to be really helpful in the key ways we're looking for. After that, back to Scotland for the 12th of January and it's "GET BETTER, ARSEHOLE" time.Nae bother bud, keep on trucking!
Merry-as-can-reasonably-be-expected Christmas
Thanks, my man. I know you've a history of dealing with the ol' 'cancerous shite' so I appreciate the support. Ironically, I do think the Dutch approach is about as good as it gets but it's still a rough ride to January.
Technically, it shouldn't get worse than where I am. Let's hope that remains true. >.<Hopefully your at the worst of it Chris and its again, hopefully, better from now on mate. Hope the Hibs result on Sunday and the same again tonight will help yi.
I'll be honest... Utter shit, bud.
The first three weeks of radiotherapy didn't really bother me, to be fair. Honestly, that was fine and led me to thinking I'd probably get through the six-weeks without too many snags.
Oops.
I got a weekend with emergency treatment due to stabbing pains in the swollen part of the brain, bad vomit incomes and some other physical problems that I won't go into toooooooo much detail on. Now, I'm just permanently tired, my stomach is consistently churning like fuck, I've lost a bit of weight and I've got some shakes and general muscular weakness. The amusing part is that this is largely expected when you're undergoing what I'm undergoing, and I've just got a feeling... The feeling that this is going to clear the tumour and I'm then presented a challenge to keep rid of it.
Maybe that's delusional, I'd get that. But the doctors here seem to have the same sort of hope and are expecting something similar at the wrap up of all this.
Glioblastoma's don't get everyone, and I'm not everyone. As things stand, I just need this last week to conclude and for me to get back to health after that.
Thanks for checking in, though. I really appreciate it.
Thanks, bud.
Thanks, bud.
I hope everyone had a top-tastic crimbo yesterday, and that Santa was good to you all.
Shame it didn't deliver yesterday's good news.
Shame it didn't deliver yesterday's good news.
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