Hi Nigel,
Forgive me for being so informal, but I feel that I know you already!
As you may have already guessed, I too, am in the... wait for it... SCC club, I was diagnosed on April 21st this year, and by the 06th June I had had a, Tonsillectomy, Tongue biopsy, Neck Dissection, multiple tooth extraction, due to my fillings and a PEG fitted. Followed by 6 weeks of Radial radiotherapy.
I am doing well, considering, but I have an overwhelming "sunken heart" feeling a few days before I have my 4 weekly visit to my fabulous consultant.
I am 46years,just, have never smoked, I am teetotal, great Oral hygiene and have always lived a healthy lifestyle!
I have a fabulous hubby and wonderful children, I say children, my youngest is 22years!
I desperately sought, well, I tried to seek, comfort in someone who may be or has been in a similar situation to me, most were from the good old USA, I then came across.. The Ferryman's Column!
It's just a "Thankyou" really, it has been a great help!!
I too am aiming on kicking this in the arse!
It's a tough call, but somebody's got to do it!!
Kind Regards.....
Linda
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
It makes it all worthwhile - feedback :)
Monday, July 05, 2010
New pictures
I was away in Devon and found these pictures - I have uploaded them to the pages that relate to to the pictures - day one after my neck dissection, one week after and two weeks after.
At the time I thought them too shocking to show people now I feel that if people are to use this blog as tool for getting through then they need to know the challenges and the success that treatment can give you.
Keep attacking
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
5 years today - alive and cured - this was 5 years ago!
The first cuckoo of the summer invades the morning peace. The collared dove is removed from their lofty perch. The prize of the dawn chorus taken over by this summer waker of dreams.
The ghostly Yew standing majestic against the Azure sky stands bold as the sun hits it's lush coat.
The trees dance like a banner waving in the wind showing their true colours.
Gold, pink, red and crimson all lit up in the summers dawn radiant now after the winter chills.
A dawn of expectation , a dawn of Summer a new dawn which is here today. Like the cuckoo let's not let it steal our World let's live our today for today the 18th Of May.
Views and sounds from the garden at 0600 today enjoy today.
Five years ago I cried my eyes out after being told I had cancer - five years later this very day I am cured - long live the 18th of May
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Cured?
In 2 weeks I could be cured!!! Not is the cured sense as a rump of Wiltshire bacon but cured from Cancer! How strange will that be.
Time to call the counsellor and I am not joking!!!
That what my consultant says as I attend my final consultancy on Monday the 15th March 2010. It will have been a long journey from that day on the 17th March 2005 went I lent against my hand on the way to Cheltenham festival and found that lump.
What will be my reaction, joy, relief or I suspect a sense of loss. That maybe a strange thing to say but it is true. The five year milestone is technically on the last bank holiday weekend of may but stuff that i will take 4 years and 10 months as a fair old milestone to reach.
I have written about the anger in the past, why me, but also the post traumatic stress of cancer. I truely will blog my feelings in two weeks time as I feel it adds value to my writing to show those who come after me the "full life cycle" of cancer.
I today had coffee with a male work colleague who has just had an investigation for testicular cancer. I wanted to say it will be fine, but I know that is not right. It is like a midwife saying this is not going to hurt to the women in labour for the first time.
For every person cured there will be someone who dies, someone who finds out that they have cancer, someone who gets told they have a terminal illness.
I write this tonight in neck and shoulder agony. This being a reminder of cancer that will never let me forget.
I aim to celebrate my 5 years cancer free with running 13 miles in May, not for charity but for me, to prove to myself that cancer will not and has not beaten me.
Keep attacking - 13 days to go! Nige
Time to call the counsellor and I am not joking!!!
That what my consultant says as I attend my final consultancy on Monday the 15th March 2010. It will have been a long journey from that day on the 17th March 2005 went I lent against my hand on the way to Cheltenham festival and found that lump.
What will be my reaction, joy, relief or I suspect a sense of loss. That maybe a strange thing to say but it is true. The five year milestone is technically on the last bank holiday weekend of may but stuff that i will take 4 years and 10 months as a fair old milestone to reach.
I have written about the anger in the past, why me, but also the post traumatic stress of cancer. I truely will blog my feelings in two weeks time as I feel it adds value to my writing to show those who come after me the "full life cycle" of cancer.
I today had coffee with a male work colleague who has just had an investigation for testicular cancer. I wanted to say it will be fine, but I know that is not right. It is like a midwife saying this is not going to hurt to the women in labour for the first time.
For every person cured there will be someone who dies, someone who finds out that they have cancer, someone who gets told they have a terminal illness.
I write this tonight in neck and shoulder agony. This being a reminder of cancer that will never let me forget.
I aim to celebrate my 5 years cancer free with running 13 miles in May, not for charity but for me, to prove to myself that cancer will not and has not beaten me.
Keep attacking - 13 days to go! Nige
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