Hello @banabak and @Castlereagh
Things have taken a shit turn at this end. So at first there was the bit where I tell myself not to over-react to night-time headaches: 'well this can't be serious; he's only just had an MRI and that showed no change'. But of course it's absolutely terrifying, because that's how the brain tumour manifested itself in him.
Then there's the fact they continue for 5 days and over the course of those days, he loses interest in eating (frankly, one of his favourite past times) and just wants to lie on the sofa staring into space...he doesn't want to do anything, doesn't want me to read to him, doesn't care if the tv is on, he just lies there because he says he is so tired. Eventually my ex and I admit this is horrendously worrying and, much as all three of us hate all hospitals, decide that's the best course of action.
Step 2 was the 'fuck me, has the cancer come back already?! So quickly? But we need MORE TIME!!!!' Then when it seemed he 'just' had sinasitus, I was massively relieved. Only to be slightly more worried that none of the Drs believed me when i said I thought he also had chicken pox, as he started coming up in spots the day he was admitted to hospital. Not many, but definitely chicken pox spots. They tell me (in marginally politer terms) that I don't know what I'm talking about, and the spots are just spots. A few days pass and he gets worse and, low and behold, swabs show he has chicken pox. That sent them into a massive panic that he has encephalitis. (Which the consultant insists on mispronouncing...I know it's pedantic, but I just want to smack him and say, really? Can't you get the name of the fucking disease right?!)
So, today poor DS had an MRI, lumbar puncture and a central line put in. No resuls back yet from the lumbar puncture, and they don't expect any for several days. DS is very upset to have a line back in and depressed to be in hospital for what looks like several weeks.