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Life's a Beach......

Plastic

….and then you die.

This is probably going to be the strangest thread I’ve ever posted.     I apologise if people find this upsetting.   I’ve mentioned before that I have some serious health problems – however…..

I was rushed to hospital last Monday morning unable to breathe – heart pounding, tingling all over, feeling feint – taken straight to the resus ward and had lots of tests and scans done.    

Turns out I have multiple pulmonary embolisms (lots of blood clots in both lungs) blocking almost all oxygen absorption – but they are a secondary effect of the cancer that has silently spread all around my body.    

I'm afraid that it's 'Game Over!'

I may or may not post here again – my priorities have been somewhat rearranged for me - but if I’m ever up in the middle of the night with some time to spare, you’ll see me smiling over the forum again for as long as I’m around.

I have a difficult journey ahead of me and, no matter how many friends and family are beside me, I will be walking this path very much alone.     

As Roy Batty said:

“I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.

All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.”

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  • Hugs, Mate!

    That's savage! Cancer has been placed on the back-burner because of the scam-demic.

    Stay strong!

  • in reply to Desmond79

    Thanks - the hospital has been amazing - I'm still here!     I've had lots of gross biopsies done - one was like The Matrix where Neo has the little shrimp 'bug' inside him and they have to get it out when he's in the car.    A bit traumatic!

    I'm on blood thinning injections (in the stomach) until they can stabilise me for some more invasive tests in a week or so - that will give us the plan forward of surgery / chemo / immunotherapy etc. to see if they can usefully extend my time. 

    I feel like a pincushion - I've had needles stuck everywhere - even a particularly painful one into the pulse in my wrist - holy crap that was painful - and unsuccessful - and now most of my forearm is black & blue.

    I have a new-found respect for nurses - some of the patients here are just horrible, rude, ignorant savages.     And the nurses keep smiling.   Fair play to them.

    My excitement for the whole of today is another injection this afternoon.        It's like being stuck on an endless RyanAir flight - trapped, bored, rubbish food and no idea when it will end.  Smiley

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  • in reply to Desmond79

    Thanks - the hospital has been amazing - I'm still here!     I've had lots of gross biopsies done - one was like The Matrix where Neo has the little shrimp 'bug' inside him and they have to get it out when he's in the car.    A bit traumatic!

    I'm on blood thinning injections (in the stomach) until they can stabilise me for some more invasive tests in a week or so - that will give us the plan forward of surgery / chemo / immunotherapy etc. to see if they can usefully extend my time. 

    I feel like a pincushion - I've had needles stuck everywhere - even a particularly painful one into the pulse in my wrist - holy crap that was painful - and unsuccessful - and now most of my forearm is black & blue.

    I have a new-found respect for nurses - some of the patients here are just horrible, rude, ignorant savages.     And the nurses keep smiling.   Fair play to them.

    My excitement for the whole of today is another injection this afternoon.        It's like being stuck on an endless RyanAir flight - trapped, bored, rubbish food and no idea when it will end.  Smiley

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