So I’ve been taking pills to stop the growth of my cancer since March. It’s now December. My life in this period has been one of extreme paranoia - I know the pills won’t work forever. They have been doing an awesome job of keeping me tired (the #1 side effect) and has made my skin very irritable with tight clothing so I’m extremely casual these days.
The scans I’ve had have shown excellent progress - infact the last one showed that there was no active cancer left.
As I blogged about at the start of the year, I revealed that I have cancer. At the start of February I noticed a lump on my lump. This eventually turned into two lumps on my lump and was starting to give me some pain so I was called in for PET and MRI scans. Last week I was given the results of these scans and sadly, the cancer has spread from the single lymph node to my shoulder, spine and liver.
Let’s face it, 2020 was not a great year for many people due to the Covid-19 virus. For me, it wasn’t much of a change as I’ve worked at home for many years which has spared me much of the rigours of Covid.
At the time, Abbey was a front-line worker at a care home and a supermarket. Luckily her job allowed her to help home school the kids during the lockdown allowing me to work and then look after the kids while she worked nights and weekends.