After two days and nights of fighting with leaking bags it was back to the hospital this morning for the last of this series of operations to fit the chemo valve on my upper chest and remove a nasty looking polyp that had popped out of the main stoma!.… ugly little bastard.
Another very tiring night for all with Brenda doing her very best to keep this thing from leaking. The hospital gave us some more supplies and some better glue.
Tomorrow is Day 1 of the chemo after about a two hour talk over all things cancer and chemo. Multiple drips and bags and 2.5 hours of infusions and chemicals through the port or (oil change filler cap) and then sent home via Cortez to pick up another load of chemo pills to deal with nausea and other discomforts. After the 2.5 hour bombardment I get a “flush” and then another 2 day supply with its own pump and carry case are attached and these will run until Friday lunchtime when its back to Cortez to have them removed and that will be the end of session 1. In two weeks time back to Cortez who will draw blood through the same device and send the results over to Durango before I start session 2 on 7/24/19.
So far, no side effects of which there could be plenty! Now what I HAVE learnt is that it isn’t liver cancer but rather colon cancer that has migrated to the liver and now behaves like the infernal Cuckoo chick that pushes other birds chicks out of the way to feed and finally kicks them out of the nest.
Cuckoo chick kicks all the other eggs out of the nest
The huge cuckoo still feeding from its adopted parent
A bit sore and battered and way down on sleep.