Thursday, January 14, 2010

Unbelievable 2010 already!

2003 - 2010 > 7 years since Diagnosed
2005 - 2010 > 5 years since last treatment

2010 is a big big year for me and 5 years after treatment is a BIG MEGA milestone for a cancer patient, unbelievable but then BELIEVE it! I don't believe in the word 'Remission' SO I SHAN'T use it!

I am still around standing, breathing, eating, and enjoying my life, trying to be as stressfree as possible. There are some inconveniences, there are ups and there are downs but the most important thing is my life is still going ON and I hope to continue doing it. What did I do right? I don't know but then I gave up a part of my life to continue LIVING. I gave up 'working', the 'I want to prove that I can live a normal life attitude' and I just relax and do nothing, but just keep myself and my husband happy. Today I am here standing and happy!

Pray hard my scan will be successful in 2010 and my hubby will have a big pressie for me in 2011!
Will try to update again in JUNE for my next scan and doctor's appointment.

Behind me is the Mexican Meditarrean, yup I start 2010 with a trip to Cancun, Mexico! (All thanks from Huby)

Adios ~
Happy new year to all who still comes round here to take a look ...

Friday, January 8, 2010

Chemotherapy - 8 sessions in total.

Initially 6 Session of CHOP Chemotherapy was decided. The CHO represent 3 different Medicine for IV Drip. So one hour for 1 bag, total 3 hour of drip per therapy. P stands for Prednisoine (Steriod) a oral medicine.

During my Chemotherapy days, I didn't suffered much but I have got a slight complications, there is a clot somewhere and I have to take a blood thinner meds so that my arm doesn't swell up. Still, my side symptons was bearable. I didn't vomit much, I still ate and I didn't have the headache, the stomach or whatever. Just the usual symptons at a pain level maybe of 3/10?

My voice slightly came back in July 2003, I was ectastic because it only meant that the tumour is shrinking and returning my voice back to me.

In August 2003, after my 4th Chemotherapy, I was informed that The lump has reduce to 4 x 3cm. The doctor, suspect it might be scar tissue or I might want to do a Radiotherapy to NICK it at the butt. The doctor also advised me to go for another 2 more round of chemotherapy. But will only be confirm after I finished my 6th session.

In Oct 2003, the lump reduced further to 3x1cm. But because of these size, Dr Lim has decided for me to go for 2 round of chemotherapy and since the tumour is reacting to the Chemotherapy he spare me of going to Radiotherapy. (WHICH i regret till today, I should have gone for it then ...)

With these, I go through Nov 03 and Dec 03 in peace thinking that the nightmare will end in Jan 2004 ...

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

how the journey started ...

6 months before diagnosis, I would frequently feel breathless, I was weak always falling sick. And in one month I would visit a GP as many as 3times a month, this is ALOT for a normal being. But I keep having this tightness in my chest and I felt breathless; I would think that my bronchitis is coming back.

And that period was when SARS breakout throughout S.E.A, Doctors will always dismissed my symptons (to the extend of suspecting whether I just wanted MC to get out of JOB) so I keep on taking inhaler and prednisolone for my asthma.

I took so much medicines, my body was sending out signals to me. There was once I felt delirious and fainted at YQ house. A normal person don't just start feeling delirious and fainted. On that fateful day, I kept telling YQ I am seeing stars, feeling faint surfing the internet. I thought I overwork and was tired. But when I shifted myself to the bed, I start mumbling to YQ that I have a stomachache andI needed to go to the toilet immediately. I guess YQ senses that something was not right and walked me over, the next thing I know, I ZONE out. And when I wake from my spells, I felt naseous and I was lying in the kitchen next to the sink till the next day morning and I still muster the strenght to go to work.

The last straw came when I wake up one day without ANY VOICE, I thought it was sore throat and went to see a doctore for it. As usual, a prescription and I was sent home. It was until today I realised why didn't the doctor checked me for any ENLARGE lymph nodes for other sympton?? Anwway, Later in the afternoon, I felt a lump in my neck the size and texture like a golf ball, it was HARD FIXed lump and not a soft lump. I called my parents about it, and waited till the evening before I decide to go to the A&E.

At that moment in time; SGH, Tan Tock Seng hospital are INFECTED with SARS. And that is why I am in NUH!

After the X-ray, I am followed by a series of whirlwind, up and down relationship with NHL starts ...

I was initially send to ENT and wasted 2 weeks there, and later on send to the Cardiology department and wasted another 2 weeks before a Senior Dr decided to biopsy me.

It was a day surgery and I was awake throughout the surgery, and the doctor confirmed with me IMMEDIATELY that it was cancer but have to wait for the result to come in to confirm which I have.

Another 2 weeks later I am directed to the cancer center to Dr Lim Hong Liang ~

At that period it was tough to get INTO a hospital. Those who GOT IN, sick or not have to wear a mask and do a temperature testing at the front gate of the hospital. And most of the time ONLY the sick can get INTO the hospital. So most of the time, I go for checkup alone or with my brother. Because at that time YQ is only my boyfriend so if he were to go with me, he got to WAIT OUTSIDE.
I still remember there were times, my brother has to sneak his pass for YQ so that he can come and take a look at the ugly me. I was in and out so many times and was suffering, I couldn't remember ALOT of what happen then. I remember there was once, I had a fever and it was COMMON because of the chemotherapy and guess what the people at the DOOR refused ENTRY for me!!! I got to secretly buy COLD water and take the temperature and fake MYSELF into the hospital!!
I never really didn't have a chance and the time to absorbed what happen at that period of time. Everything was so URGENT after the confirm diagnosis. I was put on PRIORITY. Maybe, I try not to make sense of what happening and sometime, I try to think as OTHER it is NOT me.
Maybe I have never accepted the fact it happen and everything was automatically blocked out.

Until today 5 years later, I am still asking myself DID all these REALLY happen to me? Seems so surreal, like a Nightmare woken up.