Hi, I am due for my first chemotherapy on 15th Feb - i guess then it will become more 'real', although I have been through considerable torment with a stent proceedure in my Sigmoida few weeks ago, (1.5 hours on a trolley with only gas!) and still no firm biopsy report after several attempts including from liver (it has spread, not sure how much, I think just a little) The stent took a week at settle, NHS still recomend 'low residue' diet but I have more or less maintained my usual 'high residue' diet for fear of constipation, now my bowel action is best described as 'easy', but not 'unreliable' thank God. Funnily enough, although I am told I have a large tumour in my Sigmoid, the 'waste products' still managed to get past OK, but I guess this is a situation that could get worse. I am told some drugs may be constipating so we will have to cross that bridge when we come to it.
I am going to start on the two regular drugs prescribed for colon cancers, one cell cycle specific and one not and I am told there is very good chance I will qualify for a clinical trial drug which is a 'targeted' therapy. So at this stage I have no idea what will happen or if I will ever be operated on, including one day 'loosing' the stent.
Happy to exchange furtehr information for anyone ion this predicament.
As many of you know, I have been a poor deprived soul for years. I was only with 2 other men before hubby (both fwbs ... all 3 were 5 minute men.) Then hubby shut down after just 5 years of a 17 yr marriage. So I have been going more than 12 years with no sex and a growing ache to want to explore and discover even a little glimmer of what I have missed. I am trying to figure this out. You all...
After staying in my marriage for 17 years (12 of which were unhappy, unhealthy and completely cut off from my husband as he chose to shut down both emotionally and physically) it has been far too long I have been out of the loop. Since he did pass away several months ago, I have decided to be a bit bold and take a step back out there. Things are so different... I feel like I need a hazmat...