I feel bad I've not been on the thread for ages. Life is just too tough at the moment and I'm trying quite hard not to face it really. Mr D has come home with a very technical diagnosis of 'it's the cancer causing the temperatures', 2 different sorts of morphine a a visit from palliative care.
I have taken some comfort from the palliative care nurse (who I was frightened of seeing tbh) who said she didn't think we actually needed her at the moment, so she'd put us to one side or the time being.
We did have to see the cunty oncologist in hospital and as ever, he was utterly doom laden. He told us the time had come to discuss the end, wills and funerals and so on; and to go home and enjoy whatever time we have left.
Mr D is OK though; he is at work as normal, is eating well and we are managing a comparatively normal life. He hasn't had a temperature since he left bloody hospital. Cunty oncologist really doesn't seem to have the measure of MrD - he is just not that ill.
Inaminute - so sorry you've had to join us here - the waiting is just awful. But once they are absolutely certain about what they're dealing with you will be on a treatment path as quick as a flash. If you have questions, there will be someone at the hospital who you can talk to - ring the unit and explain what you need and someone will be available to answer your questions. I wish I'd known at the beginning of this how keen they are to help with our questions and stuff - I didn't hear them when they gave us numbers and so on.
Twosugars - MrD found out the growths were very, very likely to be cancerous before the endoscopy or biopsy. It was the day after he was admitted for PEs. Cancer was confirmed on the day of the endoscopy, but treatment didn't start for a further week or two - mostly because he had to get over the PEs and have a couple of blood transfusions because he was so anaemic.
Triplets - I keep on reading and re-reading your story. It gives me such hope, especially as your DH's cancer had also spread to his liver. I can't stop thinking about it; reminding myself to never, ever give up. Thank you for posting.
Mrs S - are you me? I am beginning to be spooked by how similar our situation and reactions are. The situation we are now in is much much more scary than ever and I can't quite pin down why.
Corny and Helen and Echo and Lisa how are you all doing?