Third line chemo started on 8th Mach with carboplatin/caelyx. Two wonderful weeks followed when i really thought I'd got away without side effects. Chickens counted.....chickens came home to roost. Appalling diarrhea set in with breathless exhaustion. The oncologist tried every test and couldn't account for it. After a couple of weeks poo started coming from my vagina ! Cancer had invaded my small bowel where it joins the ascending large bowel and it has fistulated to my vagina with more or less continuous and uncontrollable output, ulcerated fanny flaps and incontinence pads. A couple of weeks of this and hospital visits by way of A&E and a gynaecologist and finally rescue by my knight in shining armour the bowels man who got me fast tracked onto the operating slab where he removed the offending length od small bowel and found cancer in my rectum as well so out came a length of colon as well. I am now a bag lady (!!) and it is a lot better than what went before. Next step a urologist and a stent from kidney to bladder to overcome the pressure of the cancer mass on my ureta, but not for a while. The bowels man doesn't want "a urologist messing up my work". Anyway I am still pretty groggy.
Meanwhile my daughters and son are rallying around and I have the dearest, most caring carers in the world. And then...... Youngest daughter is diagnosed with a brain tumour. She goes into hospital on Monday. First though she and her long term partner decided to get married. That will happen on Wednesday with only half the family able to get there, but i am to make the "father of the bride" speech to be read out in my absence. Writing that has been a joyous interlude.
So there we are. Maybe it never rains but it pours but there are always silver linings to the rain clouds. Pray, all you wonderful people, pray for a benign tumour. The neurologists are hopeful and Wednesday is to be a happy day. I hope someone can make me a video.
Best wishes to you all. I have take a bit of time off but I still think of you. Liz