Today I have 2 celebrations, 1st is Chrissy's, we are going for lunch at 2pm at a place called the Jack Rabbit and then 4:30pm I am off out to tea at my friend Carolyn's. Should be a good day, I have an outfit ready for tea so it should be fun.
Kieran didn't go to his dad's last night, he is going this morning. He is still having problems with school. Hopefully that will be sorted out next week.
I have found that I am ready to switch off around 9:30 - 10:00pm every night. The chemo affects are not too bad, I have watery eyes due to alimta and a bit of a runny nose. I have an appointment with my oncologist at the end of November, my scan is on 14th November. Once that is out of the way, there will be no more thoughts of meso or Theo until next year.
I am going to put my tree up soon, my journey started in October 2006 when I asked for an x-ray as I had mesothelioma in the back of my mind since my dad had died. It was confirmed on the 13th November 2006. My Christmas tree is my milestone, I am so lucky to still be here.
This is an exert from October 9th 2006 :
"I went for a chest X-ray as I had been looking into Mesothelioma for a few weeks now and have had thoughts that I may have it as I have a few of the symptoms. My GP has asked me to go and see him. I am so afraid today. What is my GP going to say? Am I being stupid? I asked my daughter, Siobhan, to come with me to the GPs as I had a feeling it could be bad news and I was petrified. She agreed and was very brave.
We arrived and made our way to the waiting room. My name was called and we went in. My GP said he had been contacted by the hospital and it wasn't good news. I put my hand up to my face and knew what words would spill from his mouth. Words I did not want to hear. Cruel words, unfair words, Words that said I may have to suffer because my father was employed in Plymouth Dockyard and I will pay the price, as he did
He told me that there was a mass and it could be a milgnant tumour, Mesothelioma, which is the cancer that is related to asbestos fibres in the lungs. I was stunned and held onto my baby girl, Siobhan, and broke down. Why me? Why now? Just why?
I was told I would recieve a call from the hospital and would have to go in for a biopsy to determine what was there. I expected this call to be within the next 24/48 hours. He gave me 3 weeks off work. I don't know if I can take that. I am just grateful that my dear dad was not here to hear that news as I know he would blame himself and it is not his fault."
Such a horrible day, thankfully things have changed, I have knowledge, hope and a wonderful band of warriors marching along with me.