Mr F goes into hospital 'for a week' on Monday, while they try him on Exciting New Drug. If he takes to it, it'll then be monthly treatments.
I am mostly OK. Principal irritant is the dressing, but stuck with that for another fortnight. Almost finished course of antibiotics, which I will be glad of, as I feel they are slightly at war with all my other meds.
Hope the new drug and Mr F get on well. In the meantime glad you are nearly at the end of the antibiotics and here's to being able to rip off, or maybe gently remove the dressing @Firenze. Hope the gin supplies are holding out.
My brother-in-law died of cancer on 29 Jan, three days after his 83rd birthday and before we could fly out to England to be with my sister and him. He had been diagnosed with cancer a month before. Secondaries had been found, but the primary never was. My sister told me that one day he woke up and said "Why am I still alive?"
We found out that this is a busy time for funeral in the UK so it won't be held until mid-March. Both the Funeral Director and the crematorium are booked up before then.
And our neighbour, whose youngest is five, is heading for a double mastectomy soon; and what is more worrying is that she has cancer in her pancreas.
Not good. Despite the surgeries I still have cancer, so onwards to the months of chemo and radiotherapy. Tests, vaccinations, getting fitted for a wig.
Hard news @Firenze
Cheering you on from here, especially that you find the best possible support for you personally, the people and things that give you life.
First chemo done (only three more!) Didn't though expect to be given a 10 pack of injections to be self-administered. Since at one time I did my own acupuncture, I'm ok with stabbing myself with needles.
Mr F is letting them know the current side-effects (painful peeling skin, extreme fatigue, perpetual cold, nausea) are not tolerable.
I have never heard of anyone self injecting, I guess it saves you trips. Happy to hear this is not an issue for you, as I am sure it would be for some. Prayers continue for you both, and may Mr. F's side effects be resolved.
I had a tearful mum on the phone last night. Graham (new man) is in surgery tomorrow, following chemo. Apparently he's having Whipple's procedure - I'm assuming that the info is accurate as the name is so distinctive - which is major surgery, life-changing in itself, and the five-year survival rate is about 20%.
Dad died of complications of oesophageal cancer, so you will appreciate she is in a bad place. I can see that my sister and I will be picking up the pieces, and I'm already struggling to handle the crap I have going on without extra.
Cancer sucks and so does chemo. Mr F and I suffering badly since the w/end from nausea and intestinal commotions.
Not being able take solid food since Sunday, pleased to manage (most of) a bagel and a banana mulched in milk. Going to venture on a baked potato presently.
He is through surgery. Sounds as though they had a rummage while they were in there and fished a few more bits out as well. Poor bugger must be virtually empty now.
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Just finished a Hills and Harbour from Galloway, to one from the Cairngorms, botanicals include Reindeer Moss.
I am mostly OK. Principal irritant is the dressing, but stuck with that for another fortnight. Almost finished course of antibiotics, which I will be glad of, as I feel they are slightly at war with all my other meds.
We found out that this is a busy time for funeral in the UK so it won't be held until mid-March. Both the Funeral Director and the crematorium are booked up before then.
And our neighbour, whose youngest is five, is heading for a double mastectomy soon; and what is more worrying is that she has cancer in her pancreas.
I just do not know what we would do without the NHS. Die, I expect.
And sorry to see your news LatchKeykid. We've lost two friends to pancreatic cancer- it's a right bastard.
@Firenze I'm just glad you do have NHS and hope the treatment goes well.
Heigh ho.
Cheering you on from here, especially that you find the best possible support for you personally, the people and things that give you life.
I'm grateful that you have the NHS.
Mr F continues no weel.
Mr F is letting them know the current side-effects (painful peeling skin, extreme fatigue, perpetual cold, nausea) are not tolerable.
Mine are for boosting the white blood cells.
Ditto @Firenze .
Dad died of complications of oesophageal cancer, so you will appreciate she is in a bad place. I can see that my sister and I will be picking up the pieces, and I'm already struggling to handle the crap I have going on without extra.
Prayers would be welcomed.
I'm sorry @Sandemaniac , that really sucks big time and you already have enough on your plate.
Not being able take solid food since Sunday, pleased to manage (most of) a bagel and a banana mulched in milk. Going to venture on a baked potato presently.