As this is my first Blog I hope you will bear with me. Life at the moment is pretty rough with all that is going on. My hubby has been battling cancer for quite a while now and it does get you down. He had his first op in 1992 although I wasn't told he had cancer of the bowel (they didn't have to tell me then). He had his second op in 2005 again for bowel cancer. He was offered chemo after the op but the chances of it being benefical were 1in20 so he refused. I know a lot of people will find it hard to understand why he refused treatment but he had been so ill before the op and was just beginning to feel more like his old self that he didn't want a treatment that was going to make him ill again plus the odds were pretty low in his favour.
Twelve months after the op he was booked in for a scan as is the norm. This showed that the cancer had gone to his left lung. He had an op to remove it last December and in January we went to see the oncologist who was very abrupt with him and basically talked him out of having chemo much to my disgust. He was promised three monthly scans which he accepted.
Anyway the scans revealed that the cancer had travelled to his right lung. It is still classed as bowel cancer because rather than lung cancers these are cells that have resulted from his original bowel op. He was then offered six lots of chemo over twelve weeks which he has had.
He had a scan last Monday and if the chemo hasn't helped he will hopefully be offered a stronger dose. We are going for the results tomorrow so will let you know how we get on. Hope this hasn't bored you to much but it does help to get it off my chest!!
Twelve months after the op he was booked in for a scan as is the norm. This showed that the cancer had gone to his left lung. He had an op to remove it last December and in January we went to see the oncologist who was very abrupt with him and basically talked him out of having chemo much to my disgust. He was promised three monthly scans which he accepted.
Anyway the scans revealed that the cancer had travelled to his right lung. It is still classed as bowel cancer because rather than lung cancers these are cells that have resulted from his original bowel op. He was then offered six lots of chemo over twelve weeks which he has had.
He had a scan last Monday and if the chemo hasn't helped he will hopefully be offered a stronger dose. We are going for the results tomorrow so will let you know how we get on. Hope this hasn't bored you to much but it does help to get it off my chest!!
One Down Five To Go
Posted 27-11-07 at 21:48 by bernie
Well we got the first session of chemo out of the way and as yet no obvious side effects. Mind you I won't get to excited about that because when he had the first course it took a while for them to kick in and they were horrendous. No point worrying though will just have to cross that bridge when we come to it.
The recliner chair that occupational therapy ordered arrived this morning so at least he is comfy whilst downstairs. We got a back rest for the bed yesterday and he wasn't at all comfy last night resulting in a disturbed night and very early morning for me.
My son came to the hospital with us and we took him up for his treatment in a wheelchair. It must be so hard for him as he is a very proud man. The nurses were non to happy with the loss of feeling but he has been checked out and nothing showed up. To make it easier we stayed in the treatment room for the two hours we were there. It just saved him having to try and walk with our help whilst on a drip.
We left the hospital at four thirty and it was five o'clock before we got onto the main road the traffic was terrible. Whoever did the planning wants shooting!!
For some strange reason I am very weepy tonight maybe it is tiredness or it could just be the emotional strain. Whatever it is I just keep crying!!!
The recliner chair that occupational therapy ordered arrived this morning so at least he is comfy whilst downstairs. We got a back rest for the bed yesterday and he wasn't at all comfy last night resulting in a disturbed night and very early morning for me.
My son came to the hospital with us and we took him up for his treatment in a wheelchair. It must be so hard for him as he is a very proud man. The nurses were non to happy with the loss of feeling but he has been checked out and nothing showed up. To make it easier we stayed in the treatment room for the two hours we were there. It just saved him having to try and walk with our help whilst on a drip.
We left the hospital at four thirty and it was five o'clock before we got onto the main road the traffic was terrible. Whoever did the planning wants shooting!!
For some strange reason I am very weepy tonight maybe it is tiredness or it could just be the emotional strain. Whatever it is I just keep crying!!!
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Oh Bernie, I am sending you a big hug....a double hug.
I don't know why you are surprised that you feel weepy....heck you have so much on your plate and you are trying to stay strong for all your sakes and sometimes it just gets a bit too much......painting a smile on your chops and trying to keep cheerful when really all you want to do is scream the place down....and ask why is it all happening to me?
At least your crying will help release the tension....once you feel you are cried out have yourself a nice bubbly warm bath and a hot drink......OK, it may not make things better.....but it is time to yourself.
Ask for help with Ian too, you must be entitled to something.
Don't be too much of a coper......because the system will let you cope...even when it is clear that you aren't coping.Posted 28-11-07 at 08:56 by Magpi 47
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Posted 28-11-07 at 10:45 by bernie
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