Here we are. Lunch break at work, friday, it's all good. Finally some tme to write about me. There is no need to introduce myself, after all I am only planning to give the link to this blog to my friends and people who are dear to me. It wil be just me. Thoughts, stories, experiences, opinions.
I was thinking this morning what I could write. Could write about my mum having her second session of chemotherapy today. She texted me to say it went all ok, but she knows it takes a couple of hours before the treatment kicks in, and she will probably be sick all weekend. Earlier this week she started loosing her hair, it's coming out by the handfulls when she showers or whenever she touches it. She has orderd a whig to be made and that will be ready on tuesday. Which is ok, cause this weekend she is most unlikely to get out off the house anyway, she will be recovering from the chemo session.
I'm sure she will be fine after the treatments are finished, after all they discovered the cancer before it was even large enough to be seen on a mammogram. She's been a very lucky woman. I dread to think what would have happened if she wouldn't have gone for the MRI scan, but just for the regular mammogram. The cancer would not have been discoverd, so it would have continued to grow until it was large enough for her to feel it. Thank goodness it was discovered and removed way before that.
I'm thinking about it a lot, and about the impact on the family. It is a shock to find out your mum has cancer. My dad is so stressed because of the whole situation, I really feel for him. I am miles away here in London, the distance provides a buffer in a way, but my sister and my dad even more are there every day, they live through it with my mum. It must be tough.
Two sessions done, four more to go. Three weeks between the sessions, so another three months. After that, maybe radiation but that is not sure yet.
