@Fantasea Scary times! I do hope your bladder wash gets done and that it does what it is supposed to do. I now have to look after my bladder/wee due to this new treatment which can cause bladder inflammation & blood in urine. Happy times!
I also try and put on some sort of face especially in front of DS but all of this delayed reaction to the mixed scan news has sent me into a spinning orbit. I was so grumpy with him yesterday, wanted to be on my own but couldn’t, tried to get him engaged in something other than his phone or TV and we just clashed. Nothing major, but there was enough negative energy around for the whole day and evening. I don’t have anyone else to lean on. I mean, yes, friends and all that but there is only so much they can do, they have their own families and responsibilities. I need family around but apart from a brief weekly 24-hour visit my my late DH in-laws to see their grandson that’s my lot.
@Enigma54 my DS is saying he wants me around for his 15th birthday next April. Same answer as you, I will TRY my best to be around but who the fuck knows??? Then I feel I need to go into the “Nobody knows how long they are going to live” yadda-yadda. It is awful and mentally exhausting as nobody is looking after me mentally day to day. Yes, of course DS is no. 1 and takes precedence over everything but I do long for somebody looking after me. I mean, he can only do so much and it is not fair on him to be lumbering him with caring responsibilities for me. I want everything that a partner/husband can offer but I can’t. I have kind of hit a mental low since starting this treatment on Wednesday as it feels so much more like “chemo” than before.
And also echoing others, stage IV has changed me into a person that I don’t recognise anymore, both physically and mentally. So much anger towards the world, towards old people in particular, couples holding hands, people with primary diagnoses, I mean, it is all very bitter and twisted and it does make me feel ashamed of who I have become.
I lost 10 kgs at the start of the year when I was in hospital riddled with mucositis and deranged bilirubin. Prior to that I managed to put on about 5 kg extra while I was on Enhertu - it totally puffed me up. I do worry about eating a very monotone diet (Mac and cheese, baked potatoes, rarely any colourful veg in sight) but what the hell! I can feel my sense of taste on this CMF changing and it is shit. Meanwhile, my brother in law will only drink “red” label milk (skimmed) because the blue one has “SO much fat”. I need remember to clobber him next time I hear him mention something like this.
I could never get on with Laxido due to the vile taste. Dulcolax is my preferred choice. I have noticed CMF is making me more constipated but stuff is still happening, IYSWIM.
Being off treatment/waiting to start one is yet another circle of hell. Keeping my everything crossed @Fantasea and @Enigma54 that both of you will come out of this limbo ASAP.
Oh, yes, my hair may be coming off as well. It was a grim sight in the sink this morning. 🧑🦲
@Sbmpp thank you. 🙏 It is indescribably difficult being a parent to a bereaved child who is still only 14 and you are the only remaining parent left. Without much family support.
I have to remember it is still not time to cross the finishing line. But with every change of treatment it gets harde mentally to readjust and keep going.