Over two months have passed and here I am: thinner (a puff of breath would blow me over), increasingly breathless, finding all stairs hard work, and with a numb left arm that won’t do what I want it to any more. It’s difficult but I am still able to feel the Autumn sun on my face and to look across Galway Bay, soaking in the beauty of it.
Last week I got the results of a scan which showed up two large masses around my left shoulder and neck. It was no surprise but somehow so hard to take in. The radiologist – a good doctor and one of only two to have apologised to me for the medical system’s failure to diagnose my condition when it was still treatable – suggested I have five doses of radiotherapy in the hope of shrinking the masses and relieving the pressure on my neck, head, ears and shoulder.
I finished the radiotherapy a few days ago but still feel like someone who has just come off a plane with blocked ears – sadly without the benefit of travelling anywhere – so it’s hard to tell how much it has helped at the moment. What we do know is that this was the last treatment on offer, there is nothing more doctors can do. Luckily I have never relied solely on the medical world and
there are nurturing complementary therapies and supplements which soothe and support me.
The hospice has been mentioned by doctors more than once. I came close to being admitted a month ago when severe pain in my neck made it impossible for me to function or sleep. Thankfully the pain disappeared and I am still at home, managing with the support of my family and friends. My lovely Sarah has recently been over for a week of laughter, tears and the joy of being together. Despite all that she must manage, she is thriving and successful in her new job in London, working for a film production company, amazing girl.
Blessings for each of you,