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Andy's Journal  Beasty's funeral will be on 23rd March at 1pm in St Mary's Church, Hawkwell, Essex. If you wish, flowers are welcome or donations to Macmillan nurses, Cancer Research UK or the Salvation Army via the undertakers, W. Tate of 20 North Street, Rochford, Essex. Beasty's family. Huh, I woke up this morning and my right leg wasn't working. Just flat out refused to support me. Plus the whole of my right side was feeling debilitated. I was at home and it was unnerving to say the least. So I phoned my folks and they came and got me. Then we phoned the hospital and they said probably inflammation in the brain due to radiotherapy. So they upped my steroid dosage till Monday when I see the consultant. But it's a pain being barely able to walk. Well, I lost so much hair it looked pretty silly. I hadn't realised how silly until my mum pointed out the huge bald patch on the back of my head. So a good mate came over with his clippers and shaved it down as close as he could, then razored me bald. Feels weird, but hey, saves on shampoo! Photos will be forthcoming, with any luck. Current mood:  amused.
My work offered me a get-well present, but also said that they didn't want to get me something I wouldn't use, so what would I like? Well, I asked for an MP3 player, of any sort and they sent me a 30Gb iPod. I now have to go and get a card to send to them with my profuse thanks. I expected something like a small 512Mb player, not an iPod! Current mood: ecstatic.
Heh, I actually started to feel like a proper cancer victim today. My hair's started falling out. I have instant temples. It's snowing outside. It's nearly March, but it's still snowing here and laying too. Only a light frosting and not what you'd call depth at all, but it looks like we're suffering a cold snap. Current mood:  lazy.
I would appear to be screwed. My Dad forced a talk with the oncologist today, who said that they're not really sure what the bloody hell this cancer is, but that it's most likely lung. Basically, whatever it is, it's behaving contrary to the way most cancers do and being a total git. All the treatment I've got so far has been palliative and they're not going to rescan, cos they're most likely not going for more radiotherapy. I have an appointment in 3 weeks, but we're pushing to see them earlier. I'm gonna push for chemo, cos I think that gives me the best chance of survival. If I don't these tumours are just going to keep on and I'll be dead before my time. This thing is not going to beat me if I can help it. Current mood:  Frankly pissed off..
One part of my life is now officially over and thus I must concede defeat to Monkeyman in the blood donor race. I informed the blood service of my condition and the fact that I am on daily medication and asked to be suspended from being asked to donate. I said I would be willing to start again as soon as I was able, but they informed me that now I've had actual cancer treatment I can't give blood again. I think I did my bit, though, by giving 34 units while I still could. Being a rare blood group too, I'll be missed. I was hoping to get to at least a hundred in my useful lifetime, but, alas, it is not to be. Annoying, but life goes on. I, for one, intend to make sure it does. Current mood: A little sad. Well, I just had my last of the radiotherapy sessions and I still feel pretty good, so hopefully I won't suddenly zonk out in the next day or two. The sessions themselves were very quick. You lay on the platform, they mark up your head in place, then strap you in to hold you still. Two bursts of 45 seconds each and you're done. (Medium rare is my preference!) Whole process took less than ten minutes each time. I now have to wait till Thursday for a follow-up and I reckon a bout of chemotherapy is to follow. I have an appointment for that in about a month. They say I should recover from radiotherapy before I start the chemo and that's the month, but I reckon on starting earlier if I still feel fine. Reckon I need another MRI scan too, to see how the brain tumour has been affected. Well, I've just had my very first actual session of radiotherapy and I feel OK. I might not be so by the time I've had the fifth session on Friday. But it does feel good to be getting some actual proper treatment instead of reasons why other things can't be done. |
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