Do I Have Cancer?

This is the question I asked my Radiologist, Professor Martin Borg. Here is his answer.

We hope not.

My response is…

So, you can’t tell me that I don’t have cancer.

He, thankfully, was honest and said no.

Unfortunately, he can’t say I am cancer free. He said that after two years, if no cancer has come back, then I am cancer free.

What really sucks is that I have a 1 in 20 chance of getting it back.

Sounds ok compared to 1 in 3 chance if I hadn’t had radiotherapy.

Imagine being in a room with 19 other people and one of you doesn’t get to walk out. That is a pretty scary thing.

My amazing Professor Borg has said to me, don’t think about it. If you do, you will tie yourself in knots. He has advised I maintain a healthy lifestyle and remember all of the work I have done to prevent and rid myself of cancer.

I am thinking I will start this healthy lifestyle in January. Who on earth starts it in December, and Mid December at that??

Bottoms up I say…. until January.

Anyhoo, I had my usual 8 zaps of radiation today but a nurse snaffled me before I could leave. Before I could even get out of my gown and says she needs to see me due to my skin issues.

The issue, being said skin, is bloody disgusting now. It is slimy and yuck every morning, incredibly painful when I shower and then add all of the creams needed which make me almost scream trying to apply it. So she says, lets pad it.

I kid you not, this padding came from a Tena Lady Pad packet in a roll! So, I now walk around as a bald fat budda with a sanitary napkin attached to my neck!

One day soon I am going to get to the good bit of weight loss, amazing hair growth, some eye brows and lashes and energy. That is obviously not today.