Monday 27th June tp Thursday 30th July 2011. I was off work on Monday which was good as it let my batteries recharge and Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday saw me lead a very ordinary life of going back to work each day. Wednesday saw me at the Nurses while she checked on the small wound left by the drain hole that was inserted when they did the liver op and finally it seems to be healing nicely. Hopefully my next visit to the nurse will be the last.
Friday 1st July 2011. My 6 week post op consultaion was today at 3.40. I went to work in the morning and stayed till 1.30. I then went to Worcester to collect peanut from work and then we headed to the Queen Elizabeth hospital in Birmingham. We were a little early but checked in anyway and were not kept waiting long.
The consultant was very nice and quickly put us at ease. First he examined my tummy and said it was healing very well indeed. I mentioned the hard lump above my scarwhich the doctor said was probably a haematoma and he said that it wasn’t it was just scar tissue and that it was quite normal but might be there a long time. He made the point that the surgery I had undergone was major stuff and was the equivalent of being run over by a bus. I would probably take a year to fully recover but in fact I was healing very quickly indeed as not many of his patients would be back at work so soon even part time!
Next he discussed how the operation went and the results. he confirmed what we had already been told which was that they had got all the cancer out and that the histology results were very good indeed, so agian he was pleased with those. Then came a little “However”.
In one part the cancer was very close to the edge of the part they had removed. He stressed there was a margin and it had all been removed but the margin was small. To be on the safe side he was going to have a CT scan done sooner rather than later just to make sure it was all ok. He would see me in 3 months time ( we already have the appointment – 30th September) but would arrange for a CT scan before that and if something needed to be done they would call me back before the end of September.
I asked what would happen if the cancer was still there. Obviously he could not give a simple answer as it would depend on where and how much etc but he said the reason for a CT scan was not to say ” yep we’re sorry it’s come back and nothing we can do” but rather because they could still do something about it. They could repeat the operation. As the liver has regrown they can if needed have two or even three goes at it if necessary and so the eraly CT scan was just to be on the safe side but also to allow them to act if action was needed. he was very keen to stress that he had probably made it sound more than it was and that the histology did show that all the cancer was removed so this really was precautionary.
We have to take that at face value but I could not help coming away from the consultation with the realisation that this battle with cancer would never be over. Yes I’ll beat it, yes I am beating it but it is not a conventional war with an enemy that parades its colours and can always be seen. This enemy fights full on but also fights like a terrorist and will always pop up on the blind side. The CT scan then is a bit like sending a spy deep undercover so that the enemy wont catch us by surprise. “My name is Scan, CT scan”.
Sam a friend from where Peanut works lent us some Blue Ray DVDs, so on Friday night we watched the latest Star Trek movie, the prequel if you will, showing Kirk, Spock and Bones as young men and it was fantastic. It has taken us a long while to get into this whole home cinema thing but I have to say it is blooming fantastic and our old surround sound system has a new lease of life after being plugged into this lot. I’m still expecting to find debris from an old Romulan ship behind the settee after watching that movie and after watching the shark swim into our living room on the 3D demo DVD, I was expecting my feet to be soaked from the water! Yes it did not take long for us to put the consultation behind us and move on!
Saturday 2nd July 2011. Our friends Rose, John and their daughter Sophie came over from Gloucester way for the day and we kicked the day off by heading to the Mill Pond at Golden valley in Castle Morton for a picnic. This is one of our favourite local haunts and we seem to have been there a lot this year.
I am a Pisces and Pisceans are renowned for being dreamers and i am no exception and here at beastie Folly we seem to have a different dream every week. At the moment though we have a recurrent dream – the one where we own a four wheel drive Jeep Patriot. Today then we pretended our Clubman was a Jeep and we packed it full of picnic gear including chairs, a table, a stove and a gazebo. When we arrive at the pond I made sure that we drove a good two hundred yards over the grass so that we could pretend we were off roading in our Jeep before we decamped for our picnic. the weather was lovely and not too many people were about making it wonderfully peaceful there. Why is a cup of tea made on a camping stove in a field always simply the best? It was the same filtered water that we have at home with the same mugs, the same tea bags and the same sugar, yet it was a gorgeous cuppa. Yep this Jeep Patriot fantasy was all fun.
We then had a modest two and a half mile walk mainly on the flat to walk off the picnic and i was pleased with the way my post op tummy coped with that. I suspect knowing I do not have a haematoma or any hernias I am already feeling more confident about the old tummy and will try and just get on with things more now. It still makes my back ache though I must admit.
Home next where Peanut made us all a lovely chicken dinner and I inflicted loads of our old photographs onto our poor long suffering guests via the big tele. Well it made me happy! Evil aren’t I?