Hi
I thought I better explain my story from the begining.
My name is Dave I am 46 divorced father of 5 kids (2 oldest are in uni the 2 youngest live with their mum and I got the one in the middle) whom I adore and I am so proud of.
After being sick for a while and just being told it was stress I changed doctor's. My new doctor did some test's and told me I had an infection which was more than the other one. Anyway I was still getting sick so I was advised to take some time off and relax. Which cost me my job I didn't care at that stage I was still fighting with the ex over when I would see my kids so life was getting me down and I didn't care anymore. I finally got to see my kids over the xmas holidays and it was great but after they left I started to get a pain in my left side which eventually moved to my neck and left shoulder. My doctor was on the ball straight away I was sent for a blood test and when the results were in I was told " I'm sorry Mr Brown but you have cancer ". What followed was just a whirlwind of scan's then a biopsy's to confirm what I was already told. It's cancer. In and out of the Hospital because of an enlarged spleen (24cm) while waiting to see the oncologist.
It's March 2014 and I'm diagnosed with Stage 4 diffuse large b cell Non Hodgkin lymphoma.. What the heck is that I thought? The next thing I know I'm in the chemo ward being booked in. The nurse's there were great had answer's the doctor didn't and were very supportive. My first chemo treatment I was so scared I didn't know what to expect. You get told but it's not the same. After the first one I thought not so bad I can do this. 4 treatments later and my spleen was shrinking things were looking good. Till i got sick and I mean sick my chemo was cancelled and I was booked in for surgery in Novemeber 2014. A Splenectomy. 3kgs my spleen weighed and was over 25 cm long on the plus side the chemo had stopped and I was told it was looking good.
January 2015 and well that was it I thought time to get to back to work so I went for a course to get a forklift licence. Big mistake I caught something when the ambulance arrived I had a temp of 32.4 in one ear and 32.7 in the other. Dont remember much except thinking why are all these people standing around me dont they have something to do. Yeah like keep me alive. My poor son had to watch it all. Spent the next couple of days in hospital having scans and waiting on results. Turns out it was just Gastro. which nearly killed me?
Months went by and well I was not getting better I had terrible diarrhea and had things put where they don't belong. You have IBS I was told, in the mean time I was still seeing my oncologist having blood test's which all came back clear.
December 2015 and spring was here and the garden needed doing so I was out there working up a sweat feeling good tired but good. After a couple of days my right shoulder started to hurt I thought I just over exerted myself after a week of being in pain I went to the doctor she thought the same thing and sent me for a scan. Nothing. I was weighed. 58 kgs
Late January 2016 I was still in pain and to be honest it was worse than before so back to the doctors " you so skinny" was the first thing she said to me. I was weighed. 56 kgs and had my bp taken 98/68. She then poked and prodded me till it hurt. I knew it was bad news she wouldn't look me in the eye's I was told to just wait and see what the oncologist say's.
Febuary 2016 I was weighed at the hospital 55.25kgs and advised the oncologist is unable to move my appointment forward 1 doctor god knows how many patient's so I don't blame them.
So currently I weigh 55kgs I have a really bad pain in my arm which goes from just an ache to a full on feels like somebody has hit me with a baseball bat, then there is my back my legs my foot its like every bone that ever got hurt ache's. My stomach has a bulge at the top just under the rib cage and my eye's and skin have a slight yelowish tinge. I eat maybe once a day twice if I have a smoke and that is just a small meal. The painkillers I'm on are making me sick I won't take endone I still have things to do and I sleep for around 6 hours which includes an afternoon nap.
I was all alone and I was losing my Faith. I was so angry at everyone and then I started to blame God. Which was a good thing for he answered me (not in words more like image's and guidance) He put it in perpestive for me by guiding me here to this site where I poured my heart out feeling sorry for myself looking for support and I found it. Through other people's stories I have learn't I'm not alone in this fight and that people care. It makes a difference it really does.
Last week I was angry scared and alone now I know I'm not. Just have this strange sense of calmness.
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LOL (we had a vet on TV who thought lol meant lots of love " I'm sorry spot has died LOL ".)