Long day

I had the gastroscopy today. I got there at 11.30 and didn't go in until 1.30. I have no idea why there was such a long wait. It wasn't too bad for me, just poor Joseph, who came to drive me home, had to wait until about 4pm before we could go home.

I didn't get to see the doctor, so I'll have to wait until Feb 9 to get the results. In the meantime, I'd rather not know anyway. If it's good news, it'll be worth the wait, and if it's bad news, I'd rather have another couple of weeks of ignorant bliss.

Friday on my mind

I'm going to Monash on Friday for a gastroscopy. They'll take a biopsy to see if there are any active cancer cells left after the chemo and radiation. I'm hoping not. I don't want that operation. I'm ready to get back into things and another six months of waiting for surgery and recovering isn't on my agenda.

Here's to some good news.

It's been a while

Since I last put a post on here, I've finished all my treatment that's been planned so far. I'm feeling good and to look at me, you'd never know that I've had cancer.

That said, I had a CT scan in early December and the report said that there was no sign of the tumour, so I'm happy with that. Next, my surgeon wants me to have a gastroscopy and biopsy to see if there are any active cancer cells left at the site of the original tumour. Fingers crossed that there aren't If there are, he'll want to make another attempt at the Ivor-Lewis Oesopho-gastrectomy. Of course, if I need it I'll have it, but I'd really rather not need it.

While I'm getting good news, I found out that my cousin, a few years younger than me has advanced bowel cancer. It's spread to her liver and she's started chemo. I hope she'll be OK.