what ups and downs
We found out yesterday that my very active, fit, mountain-biking 64yr old dad has been diagnosed with prostate cancer. Just too too much of this horrible disease around. He told D and I last of all, as he felt that we had enough on our plates....even considered not telling us...so glad he did. I know that this cancer has one of the highest rates of survival, and I shouldn't feel too worried about him at this moment....bone scans and MRIs pending...I don't know, I just no longer feel surprised by bad news.
We were also contacted by the team in Cambridge to say the trial has been brought forward, and it seems D and I will be going to Cambridge on 10th November for him to be consented, and then getting started on the 16th. The sooner the better as far as we're concerned. Let's get those tumours shrinking.....And, D has, as of today, slept for 6 nights lying down in bed!!!! Sure he's woken a couple of times and sat on the side of the bed for a minute or 2, but in the main he's been comfortable in bed. It could be the effects of the radiotherapy, or, alternatively, the fact that the Macmillan nurse suggested he took a lorazepam (a relaxant type thing) along with his bedtime painkillers. So lovely to have my D to cuddle in the night!
What emotions are whirling around in my mind at this moment...and at the same time as all this has been going on, we were busy having a gorgeous week with our friends - barbecues in the woods, walks on a wild and windy beach, stories and dolly making with Little Meriel...and culminating in Scott, my best friend's husband, being offered a job in this area!! They're moving from Scotland in January to live in the town where I work, so they'll be just 17 miles away instead of 250! So exciting!
Such emotional highs and lows. Oh my dears, you lot are just such a wonderful support system. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: whatever would I do without you??
Sorry this is such a disjointed entry.
Much love to you all.
We were also contacted by the team in Cambridge to say the trial has been brought forward, and it seems D and I will be going to Cambridge on 10th November for him to be consented, and then getting started on the 16th. The sooner the better as far as we're concerned. Let's get those tumours shrinking.....And, D has, as of today, slept for 6 nights lying down in bed!!!! Sure he's woken a couple of times and sat on the side of the bed for a minute or 2, but in the main he's been comfortable in bed. It could be the effects of the radiotherapy, or, alternatively, the fact that the Macmillan nurse suggested he took a lorazepam (a relaxant type thing) along with his bedtime painkillers. So lovely to have my D to cuddle in the night!
What emotions are whirling around in my mind at this moment...and at the same time as all this has been going on, we were busy having a gorgeous week with our friends - barbecues in the woods, walks on a wild and windy beach, stories and dolly making with Little Meriel...and culminating in Scott, my best friend's husband, being offered a job in this area!! They're moving from Scotland in January to live in the town where I work, so they'll be just 17 miles away instead of 250! So exciting!
Such emotional highs and lows. Oh my dears, you lot are just such a wonderful support system. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: whatever would I do without you??
Sorry this is such a disjointed entry.
Much love to you all.
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