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.