Morning All!
'Tis I.
The emotional roller coaster of DH's horrible disease has continued - feeling relatively human after transfusions but being knocked back and like death with the chemotherapy injections with the chemo often negating any benefit of the transfusion. Then before the last chemo cycle he had an appointment (face to face!) with one of his haematology consultants. Six cycles of chemo and time to see if it was working. So, a bone biopsy (which was horrible), and yesterday we got the result. Nothing. All those painful injections and side effects and misery and none of it had any effect on the cancer. His readings are much the same as they were at the start, but it wasn't the chemo holding things in check, they'd just had no effect at all. I suppose it was worth a shot but I'm not sure if he'd have gone through it knowing what we know now. So now it's just transfusions to top up the red blood cells as and when he gets anaemic and wobbly. The cancer will slowly get worse, he'll get more frail and tired and eventually no extra blood will help. And no idea how long this will be. This cancer seems a relatively newly diagnosed one and will / may morph into full leukemia eventually. Or not. No one knows. How long? No one knows. There are five different sorts of MDS and the one he has is aggressive and a sub- branch of one of the five. There may be more!
The up side is of course that the only appointments now will be for transfusions about once a fortnight (for now) and he will actually feel the benefit from them. And - he can chase the appointment to have his sore tooth removed, And, we'll have more time although he doesn't want to go away in Camperbubble we can go out for long days.
Our little boat went up for sale and we've had a good offer (subject to survey, so a bit in the balance). DH can't get on board anymore as his leg never really recovered from the vein 'harvesting' during the heart by-pass op. That's nearly a year ago now. We're looking at getting a smaller camper once the boat is sold which will fit onto more car parks - and as DH says, will be better for when it's just me.
The re-adjusting has all been rather emotionally up and down but I should be around a bit more now. And the sun is shining!
I've read back a couple of pages and am sending big squidgy gentle hugs to all still soldiering on. Especially plastered Jan, Cherry and The Doodles. DH was supposed to have had that restart operation. They were arguing as to whether it should be a cardioversion, which is the electric shock, or an ablation which is what Mr D is having. The later was more likely. However, the cancer put pay to any thought of that as he couldn't have a blood thinner for a month before and a month afterwards as required. There was a bit of conflicting advice between the two departments as to whether he should continue with the thinner due to the danger of post op clots versus the need for as much blood as he could get! In the event he gave up the Clopidogrel (love that name) - and the fibrillation stopped! He immediately was restored to a nice regular heart beat and no AF! He was looking forward to telling the heart consultant at his phone consultation (the only contact for six months), but it clashed with the doctors' strike so he's got to wait another few weeks.
I do hope Mr D's op goes well and promise to be a more visible presence on here. I should have more time and with any luck will be a more interesting person with a bit more to chat about than my DH's health problems. Promise!