Thursday 17 December 2009

14 December 2009 - Appointment at QE Hospital


Christmas decorations made by Deb and me at our 'craft' session at St Giles Hospice - impressive eh?
On 13 December, Deb had her seventh MRI scan since her radiotherapy treatment. This was three months since her last scan on 17 September.
(Scan was carried out at 3:45 on a Sunday afternoon! - good to see the NHS is making full use of expensive equipment. Fred, the Macmillan nurse told me that the QE has the facility to carry out about 200 MRI scans per month but demand is now running at about 500 per month. We get high priority but it is still difficult to fit us in.)
We got the results at the QE on the following day. We did not see Dr Sanghera but his registrar Dr Petit. She was kind but was unfamiliar with Deb's history and was not as experienced in interpreting scans.
The scan result was good. The grade IV part of the tumour was approximately the same size as on the previous scan. The chemotherapy is still doing its work. This is now 11 months without significant progress of the tumour.
Deb's blood test results were also good and Deb continues with the chemotherapy.
For some reason Deb had not felt confidant about the results of this scan so we came out of the hospital very relieved.
Next scan in 3 months time.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU OUT THERE. (Well the one or two who bother to read this)

Wednesday 16 December 2009

11 December 2009 - New Kitchen is installed


Our new kitchen is completed
Well nearly. Still have to find homes for all the pots and pans, bottles and knives, brushes and cloths hidden in every room in the house. And decorate. And change the radiator. And change the light switch and one socket. And find out how to work the cooker. And fix the window sills. And....

10 December 2009 - A new home for Flynn


Flynn packing his bags
We have found a new home for Flynn. Brenda, a friend of Deb's from the Sutton Cancer Centre, has taken him. I took him round to her house on Thursday. It was very sad but Brenda rang on Friday to say Flynn had slept on her bed, had taken over her place on the sofa and was enjoying the cordon bleu dog food she had bought him. Our house is now much calmer. The dog cages and muzzles have been put away. The walks in the park are not the same. Bertie stays by my side whereas Flynn was always more adventurous. Perhaps our paths will cross again one day.