Hi Everybody,
We have been told that my wife will need to start another course of Chemo in about 8 weeks time. We had this news a couple of weeks ago, and the notion of hopping back onto the merry-go-round has been permeating through me, simmering and stewing. We have had a fairly stable 18 months - 2 years being propped up by Letrozole and Avastin which on the face of it was doing its job pretty well. However, my wife had lost over a third of her kidney function due to the 'maintenance' drugs and was advised/told to stop, to give her the best possible chance of having effective chemo in the future. Her CA125 count has crept up and up, and sure enough chemo will start in about 8 weeks or so. A huge part of me thinks that the consultant just wants to let us have the rest of the summer drug/treatment free before we plough headlong into it again (but that's just my theory). I guess the point of my update is to try to express my feelings about this. We came back from holiday in Spain to the news that treatment would be starting again. Numb. I just felt numb. When I look back on our experiences over the last 9 years, I recall it in chapters. Each chapter having highs, and often very low low's. The trouble is you forget just how gruelling it is for everybody involved when it starts over again. Call it fear of the unknown if you will. We have not really spoken about it much at all, but since we were told, I have done nothing but think about how it may play out. I can't remember the combination of drugs for this next round, but we have been told that my wife will not lose her hair. That's good. I am one of these 'my head hits the pillow, and I am asleep in 2 mins' sort of guys. I have not been sleeping well recently. Usually, I am positive and enthusiastic at work and around friends and family. I can feel myself withdrawing and becoming more despondent. My wife usually embarks on a massive purge around the house prior to treatment. All the cupboards and wardrobes have a refresh, spruce up and tidy. That's started already. I think its born out of her need to make sure that 'everything is neat and in order' before treatment starts. You can set your watch by this! She does it every single time. I do understand why. I feel anxious and nervous about what lies ahead, as I am sure that you all have (and are), when embarking on a new path on your own journeys. I have flashes of the 'its not fair' and 'why us?' whizzing past my eyes, I have not felt like that for a long time. Once again my thoughts turn to how 'unfair' it is that we have to deal with this over and over again. How cheated I feel for being robbed of so many things. However, my mantra has been the same from the very beginning; 'Bad things happen to good people'.
I find myself in limbo at the moment, what I should be doing is enjoying the next 8 weeks with my wife and family. Filling the days, making memories. However, I fear that the anticipation of what's coming, is starting to get the upper hand at the moment. 'Make the most of it', 'be positive', 'live for the now' - Easy to say, but very difficult to do. So, is the glass half full or half empty? Well that seems to depend on things a trivial as 'which side of the bed I got out of this morning' and 'whichever way the wind blows'. In other words its up to me/us how we feel. I am desperately trying to get back into the groove with a positive attitude and mind-set. It's difficult though, isn't it? Much Love to you all..........