I’ve had the roughest tablet-taking cycle so far, which thankfully finished yesterday. I have been feeling so nauseous with no appetite for most of this cycle. Over the last few days, I’ve had a fruit smoothie for breakfast and a little smoothie for tea and nothing else except water. When drinking water was making me gag, I knew that I really was in a sorry state. I have very little energy given how little I’ve eaten.
Last night, I was sick immediately after taking an anti-sickness tablet (isn’t it Ironic: I hadn’t even been feeling sick before I took the tablet!). It was immediately bile that came up, which was not surprising given that I’d barely eaten
for a few days so there was nothing in my stomach. Continue reading “From Head Down to Heads Up!”
By coincidence, a friend had an appointment (not cancer-related) at the Freeman Hospital yesterday when Mam and I went to pick up my poison pills.* Even though we had different appointment times, we were finished at the same time so we met in the Coffee House at the hospital for a natter. I have done more socialising in various hospitals over the last nine and a half months than anywhere else! The company was great and we had a lovely catch up, but the coffee wasn’t as good as it is at, say, Coffee on the Quayside.
I took my tablets while at the Coffee House Continue reading “Blah, Blah, Blah; Bleurgh, Bleurgh, Bleurgh”
Leo’s high temperature has disappeared without triggering a seizure during its unwelcome stay, which is a mighty relief. Meanwhile, his multitude of chicken pox spots are apparently huge and troublesome on his legs in particular. The Silver Bird Dog said that Leo was so uncomfortable last night that he didn’t settle properly until 1.30am and only had about six hours sleep, which is about half of his usual 11/12 hours. Our poor little man and poor Silver Pigeon have been shattered today. Hopefully it’ll be a short sharp burst of the pox, Leo will not suffer too much in the meantime and they’ll be back here in a couple of days. Continue reading “Hats Off and Gloves On”
Women wait longer than men to be diagnosed with brain tumours on average, according to findings The Brain Tumour Charity has called “worrying”. Research by the Charity found that female patients who visit the doctor due to concerns about symptoms are twice as likely as men to wait more than a year to be diagnosed. People from low income families with a household income under £20,000 are more than twice as likely as those with a higher household income to wait a year or more between a visit to a healthcare professional and the diagnosis of a brain tumour.
I finished the tablet-taking part of this second cycle last Sunday. I felt nauseous and had a reduced appetite over the weekend and on Monday but thankfully that subsided on Tuesday. Most days, I’ve been sleeping Continue reading “Sleeping the Dream”
Golf-ball Sized Tumour Mistaken for Ingrown Toenail
“I woke up one morning and I had no feeling in my leg, it was terrifying… In the end I was told that the ingrown toenail on my right foot was causing the loss of feeling in my right leg and that I should have it removed.”
The Brain Tumour Charity is working tirelessly to increase symptom awareness, not just during Brain Tumour Awareness Month but throughout the year.
The Lion Roars
Leo sailed through an appointment with his Consultant at the RVI this morning Continue reading “Iron Lion Zion”
[I felt that I couldn’t publish a blog without saying anything at all about yesterday’s attack in London even though I have nothing to say that hasn’t already been said. Hope those of you in London (and your friends and family) are safe and sound. Take care.]
To mark the end of Brain Tumour Awareness Month, Brain Tumour Research is hoping to make Friday 31 March 2017 “the biggest, boldest and hattiest Wear A Hat Day EVER“. So get your hats out (or borrow one of mine) to join in!
Chemo (Round Two)
On Tuesday, I met with Dr M, my Consultant Oncologist, who asked me how I had found Round One (which I said had gone fine, as it did). She also asked how many seizures I’ve had since the “flurry of seizures”* (Dr M’s term) that I desc Continue reading “Chemo Confirmation / Cole’s Miscellany (Part Eleven)”