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could have been better March 13, 2013

Filed under: cancer — eclectic chicken @ 9:59 am
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I’ve not been writing… I’ve been grumpy…. basically I’ve been awaiting a CAT scan and then the results of said scan, to find out ‘what next’. Its proper horrid when your life is up in the air and you’ve no idea how to plan for the months or weeks ahead.

One of the results of this inability to plan is I decided to invite a few friends round for a birthday tea… there… that’ll teach you pesky medics to take away my ability to plan…. I’ll plan just to spite you. Well, to spite you and prove I’m still alive and able to eat meat paste sandwiches and cake.

So, in to see my consultant yesterday and CAT scan results were in… the tumour has shrunk from its initial 8-10 cm to 3cm… which is good. Its only now writing this I realise I have no idea what those numbers mean… is that measurement a circumference or diameter?… the diameter of a tennis ball being just under 7cm the circumference of a golf ball being about 14cm. Was it bigger than a tennis ball…. or smaller than a golf ball? I suspect the former as it used to be visible with the naked eye – though not from the moon. And now its not even findable with proddy fingers in the bath so it probably is smaller than the 5cm diameter of a golf ball.

But… the consultant is happy its respoding to the R-CHOP chemo and lets go ahead and have all 8 cycles of it.

See this is where it could have been better… I’ve been mentally aiming at the 6 of the 6 to 8 cycles… quite a large part of me really hoped this Thursdays number 6 chemo was going to be my last and would be a breeze at that, as it wouldn’t be followed up by intrathecal chemo (been there done that). But now… the point where I was dancing a jig as being over half way weeks and weeks ago…. was the dance of the deluded. Bugger! Okay half of 6 is 3 and half of 8 is only one more… as an equation involving biscuits its fairly painless even calorie wise… But chemo wise….

So, anyway, meh, whatever…. I have 3 more lots of chemo to go…woot woot. I’m tired and starting to look a tad ravaged… my finger nails are shot to fuck and I am getting pins and needles in my fingers from one of the chemo drugs (but thats fine as I can still use my mobile and do up buttons).

But on the bright side…. my long term psoriasis has totally gone… I’m off my anti depressants and a full 8 cycles ‘should’ totally obliterate the tumour. We then follow up with another PET scan to make sure theres no live stuff hanging on in… and THEN I can start living again properly… beginning of May.


2 more down…. September 13, 2012

Filed under: home stuff,thinks — eclectic chicken @ 9:18 pm
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Tomorrow Lucky McBat-ears Michael goes to have his knackers off at the vets.

Initially finding he wasn’t a dog who humped the furniture and wasn’t a dog who was nasty with other dogs I said I wouldn’t have him done. (Even though we promised the rescue centre we would…. but then they charged us £250 quid for a dog they’d had one night and if he’d stayed there longer they’d have been obliged to have him neutered and still no doubt charged us the same amount…)..anyways….. I digress.

Everytime we went near our vet, be it for a new dog check up or to buy food they tried to talk me into having his balls lopped off…. mostly with the arguement that it would lessen his chances of testicular and prostate cancer in later life… they couldn’t answer why this applies to dogs and not men…

…. but they did tell me it would cost £175 …at which point I decided my furniture could take a little humping and developed an anti-de-bollocking arguement around the social engineering of pets and over puppification of dogs.

I find a strange enough arguement sees most people off (both these tacks I suspect would work on Jehova’s witnesses too)….

Trouble is as he reaches toward the maturity of being two my terrier has been getting a bit cocky and fair blusters sometimes with his nadgers intact…. shows a bit too much interest in lady dogs in season (why don’t people keep their bitches in heat at home wearing their pjs [to stop blood on the sofa] and eating dog chocolate [to maintain a tenuous analogy])?

And sometimes when I whistle him he turns and looks and says ‘what ME? Lucky McBat-ears with my male parts intact?’ and wanders off to piss on another gravestone.

So… a new vet opens in town.

They charge £85 for castration… plus some optional extra charges  like an intravenous drip to speed recovery… or a new fangled anaesthetic (they assure me the old one works)… but at least all these things are optional.

For £85 I’m happy to have him done…. finding arguements not to was tiring me out.

Now should be the time to showcase my newest invention (in collaboration with my friend Eleanor)… I think we decided to call it ‘Dingle Dangles’ ….. basically when one has ones household males neutered (of whatever sort) you have inserted into the empty ball sack some bells…. probably titanium or something… like those chinese chiming balls.

For dogs etc this would be mostly for entertainment but also to let you know when they are sneaking into the kitchen to steal food… but it was I admit mostly with cats in mind… especially the sort of cats who have worked out how to get belled collars off  in order to eat garden birds.

But to go back to vets and operations…. it beggars belief that two vets within a mile of each other can charge at such differing rates… its not (you cynical person you) becuase they are new in town and undercutting the established vet. The new vet has a practice 4 miles up the road in which they also charge at a decent level.

I’m also hoping after the fiasco a few years ago of having our Leonberger put down in old age and us having to carry our own dead pet to the vets van as she weighed over 65kg (elf and safety dontcha know)? – that this vet will not only be a lot cheaper but also a little more client empathic.

We shall see.

(…and also if they let you bring the balls home in a jar – which they wouldn’t let me when Jane was done).




Dad’s new fanny July 8, 2011

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It transpired last night that the boy wasn’t totally sure what jane is going into hospital for. I was talking him through the next weeks arrangements, who’ll be looking after him, where we’ll stay when we visit Jane and I thought I’d better check he knew why she was in hospital.

We’ve already covered the ground several months ago that breasts change just with taking tablets but as the boy wanted to know would her willy drop off…and I explained that no…that took a visit to the hosital as it needed an operation to get a fanny.

But he’d forgotten…or not put two and two together with this impending hospital visit.


Janes going to get her new fanny.

“Will Dad have her willy cut off”

No, they’ll turn it inside out and make it into a fanny, then she’ll be more like a girl and she’ll be happier.

“Wow…. but she’ll have her balls cut off?”

And so just like when she had a hernia operation last year I talked the boy through the basics of the op. We didn’t mess around with the tricky stuff like replumbing but he worked out himself that they’d have to take out the hard stuff you can feel inside your willy…. he hadn’t realised a fanny was an actual hole but did remember babies have to come out of somewhere (except in my case he knows he came out through my stomach where the scar is).

“So they’ll just turn her willy inside out and put it up inside her?”

Pretty much… yes… they have to make a hole for it to fit into.

“wow…that’s clever”

And we move on to other stuff like Lego and computer games and actually its time for bed.

I don’t think he perceives it  any differently from the hernia op…except its a bigger procedure and she’ll need looking after  for a while. He has a view of the world I wish more of us could have…. he doesn’t see it as a defining moment…just an operation. He knows Jane needs to have it becuase it will help make her happier and more like a girl.

Most of the time I can see it that way too.

When he comes back in a few months time and asks as I won’t have a baby brother for him ….will Jane?… I may have to draw a diagram.




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