However I got some AMAZING news... my fatty boom batty of a tumour, much to my surprise, has lost enough weight to become operable!!!!!!!! We are now in what was described as 'the best case scenario' when I was diagnosed. There's a chance I could be cancer free by the end of this year. I really felt like all hope was lost (except for the chance of the oil working) because of how big it was. There was no chance of chemo and radiotherapy getting rid of it completely. I'm delighted I don't need to come to terms with that realisation because I was really finding it difficult.
Instead of cancer being the end of my life it might be the beginning of a more self aware journey through life. Best of all, i'll be around for Robins birthday!!
HAPPY DAZE!!!
I met with Mr Kirk (the best cardiothoracic surgeon on the planet!!.. i hope) And he said that if I was as old as my old maw he would have said no to the operation. However, since i'm only 25 and nothing else can be done he's going to give it his best shot. He said he'll probably have to take at least four of my ribs and some of my lung, perhaps even the whole thing.. eeek! He said he'll do it on the 29th of June as I told him I was going to Islay with my friends and he said he thinks that a really important part of the recovery process.
Aaaaanyway! I have just had my final dose of doxirubicin (the cardiotoxic one) and i'm currently having my final dose of ifosfamide (the one thats made from mustard gas and can make you infertile) WOOHOO!!
I'll get home on friday and my friend natasha has organised a charity doo for me on the saturday. So if I don't feel too bad I can party with all my friends at that. What wonderful friends I have :) I really can't believe how lucky I am to have met the friends I have now and to have such an amazing husband. All of them make me want to be a better person when I see all their individual qualities shine through. And Davy, well he's just the best person I've ever met, I can't believe he chose ME as his wife. Despite the whole cancer thing.. I feel so lucky!! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!!
So, I'll have six weeks of freedom between my last chemo and my operation. Three weeks recovering from chemo then 10 days in Islay!! Cannot wait! Then i'll squeeze in what normal family time I can before the op. I reckon I wont be able to lift Robin for a while after it so I might not get to feed, bath and put him to bed for a while :( That sucks, but if it means I get more time with him in the long run then hey ho - lets go!
CONEHEAD!!
Instead of cancer being the end of my life it might be the beginning of a more self aware journey through life. Best of all, i'll be around for Robins birthday!!
HAPPY DAZE!!!
I met with Mr Kirk (the best cardiothoracic surgeon on the planet!!.. i hope) And he said that if I was as old as my old maw he would have said no to the operation. However, since i'm only 25 and nothing else can be done he's going to give it his best shot. He said he'll probably have to take at least four of my ribs and some of my lung, perhaps even the whole thing.. eeek! He said he'll do it on the 29th of June as I told him I was going to Islay with my friends and he said he thinks that a really important part of the recovery process.
Aaaaanyway! I have just had my final dose of doxirubicin (the cardiotoxic one) and i'm currently having my final dose of ifosfamide (the one thats made from mustard gas and can make you infertile) WOOHOO!!
I'll get home on friday and my friend natasha has organised a charity doo for me on the saturday. So if I don't feel too bad I can party with all my friends at that. What wonderful friends I have :) I really can't believe how lucky I am to have met the friends I have now and to have such an amazing husband. All of them make me want to be a better person when I see all their individual qualities shine through. And Davy, well he's just the best person I've ever met, I can't believe he chose ME as his wife. Despite the whole cancer thing.. I feel so lucky!! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!!
So, I'll have six weeks of freedom between my last chemo and my operation. Three weeks recovering from chemo then 10 days in Islay!! Cannot wait! Then i'll squeeze in what normal family time I can before the op. I reckon I wont be able to lift Robin for a while after it so I might not get to feed, bath and put him to bed for a while :( That sucks, but if it means I get more time with him in the long run then hey ho - lets go!
CONEHEAD!!
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