Thursday, 21 March 2019

21 March 2019.

Nurse Suzanne.

OK kids, I've been diagnosed with cancer at the base of the tongue in my throat. Not a good thing, but every medico I've spoken to has been extremely positive and told me it is totally curable with treatment. 

I'm not shopping for sympathy, but I'm not much of a talker about private stuff (much to Suzanne's dismay) so I'm writing this the keep family and friends up to date, and save you all a bunch of phone calls and emails. Maybe this will also help out someone who might go through the same thing somewhere down the track. It's always good to get the story from the horse's mouth, even if his tongue is a bit munted. 😃


Man, that bloody Chemotherapy knocked me for six yesterday. I'm stuffed.

I hit the hay at 9 pm and slept really well.

Really, really, really well.

I woke a few times but didn't really wake up until 10 am!

That's thirteen hours of sleep. So much for getting started early on some things I needed to do today.

I was pretty groggy and uncoordinated all day today.

Nurse Suzanne is looking after me though. Here's a shot of the spreadsheets she uses to keep track of my medication, and appointments. There's another for my temperature, and another for my food intake. 


Wow! I've never see Suzanne so organised, she continues to amaze me...

It's fantastic. I don't have to think about a thing, I just hear "Take This" or "Take these" and the job is done.

Thank you Suzanne. 

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