Where am I upto in regards to treatment and health. Well I had my last chemo the end of April and was told to chill. Treatment wise aftereffects I was lethargic and constipated (I know some will say I was already full of s’,t). Mind you I have had a test to check for bowel cancer and that came back negative. Good side was I didn’t have to go into hospital to how a camera shoved up my dark side of the moon to show pictures. I had to poo đź’© on a sample stick and post it back to hospital. It seems NHS celebrate a person’s 60th birthday in this unusual way. A card would have been nice folks.
I apologise for the delay in posting. I haven’t forgotten you all.
Today I went to see my consultant and he was pleased to announce Brian is stable. However and there always is an however, I stupidly mentioned I was becoming breathless again. My next blood test was due on 13th July with my chemo starting 2 days after that. Confuscious then looked into my eyes (no there was no magic spark) and said he wanted me to have a blood test straight away.
So trooping down the corridor with our lass and the nurse like the age of man picture to visit the phrenology unit to have my bloods taken. I was fast tracked and the nurse scurries off to see my consultant and returns minutes later to say my levels are low and I need a transfusion (not one but two units). Florence Nightingale than dashes again to arrange an appointment.
Story is I have to go back to hospital tomorrow to have a x match with one transfusion on this Saturday morning and the second one the following Saturday morning, with possibly more x matching in between them both as there are no other spaces available as they take 2 hours each. If all goes to plan I should be able to have my chemo in the middle on 15th July. I did explain that 2 years previously he had recommended suspending my driving licence due to my seizure (which I duly did) and I was wondering if I would be OK to apply for it as I havent had a seizure since 3rd July 2019, however I then mentioned I got tired in the afternoon. I know foolish of me his response was NO. The general public are more in danger if I was sat behind a wheel in a motorised vehicle on an afternoon. Maybe they could send me to the Donbas region to drive up and down the roads.
On that military 🪖 note I will bid you farewell and remember the saying “man with hole in pocket feels cocky all day”.