About this Blog

This blog started as an online diary and place for me to rant about annoyances in my family.

However since July it has become a place for me to catalogue and express my views and opinions on the treatment I have recieved following the diagnosis of a potentially cancerous tumor in my bowel.

On 3rd August 2011 I was told that it was cancerous. In April 2012 I was given the all clear.

October 15th 2013 I was diagnosed with peritoneal disease and liver metastases. The cancer was back and this time it is inoperable.

It is a little bit out of date as the NHS doesn't tend to have a WiFi connection in hospital and I can only post when I get home and posts take a while to write.

It is NOT about individuals or the nursing profession. It is about some of the inadequacies in the system and the way the NHS is failing some people.

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Monday, 2 April 2012

Resoutions

Now most people have made their resolutions and broken them by the 2nd of January. However I promised myself at the start of the year that I wouldn't make or indeed break any resolutions until I was free of chemotherapy.
I suppose technically that was 14th March, the day I took my last handful of tablets, but I haven't felt like I am free of anything just yet
You see that's the thing about Cancer. It is now a permanent part of my life. I will forever be concerned that it will come back. I know plenty or people go on to live a long and healthy life and never have to deal with it again. I also know people who knock one type of cancer on the head and then have to deal with another and another and another.
I cannot say into which camp I will fall as I am still in the processing mode I have had part one of my follow up which was yet another CT scan, and on Tuesday I see my oncologist to confirm I am all clear.
Honestly I cannot see past that date at the moment. It will be at Crawley Hospital which is the same place I was when I was told that it was cancer, where I had to go to have my PICC line flushed & where there is a lot of negativity for me. Its not as bad as East Surrey which will forever be associated with the surgery and readmissions, or Royal Surrey where I had all the 'poxy oxi'
So until Tuesday life is still on hold, although there are crafty goings on, including purple prickles for a Gruffalo Costume...photos to follow