Last Friday, while everyone else was fighting over a television and/or debating what colour shoes to get, I was told my cancer is back.
Obviously, as bad news go I would have preferred being told "the 50% off promo code is no longer valid for your purchase" but the shoe range at UCH is none existent so this wasn't to be.
It turns out that the rib pain I have been experiencing on my left side recently is a small tumour and there are spots on my thigh bones, sternum and lower back. Oh the wonders of an MRI scan! Lots of tests still to be done but my treatment is likely to start in January.
Because this time around the tumour isn't on anything major such as my spine like last time (consultant's words not mine) my treatment isn't so immediate. I therefore have December off from major medical procedures so life at least continues as normal for now. I'm still going to work and Mat and I are currently planning some R&R in the Philippines sun for New Year as it will be some time before I can go anywhere tropical again.
I'm a little nervous and scared of my upcoming treatments but only because I now know about the unpleasantness that is to come. I have even cut my hair short again in anticipation!
Mostly however, I'm very pissed off, truly vexed in fact. F-ck you cancer. Battle lines are drawn and I'm ready for another fight. Rocky did beat Apollo Creed in the re-match after all.
See you at ringside.
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