I’ve just arrived home from the hospital, where I got the results from Friday’s CT scan. That was an anxious wait, let me tell you!
Apparently, the cancer started in my tonsils and the base of my tongue, and has now spread to the right hand side of my throat. Nowhere else is affected as yet.
The lump is too big for surgery, so I start six week courses (approx.) of both chemotherapy and radiotherapy next week. I had to have my teeth x-rayed today as any potential dental problems can be worsened by the effects of the chemo and/or radiotherapy.
Now, here comes the fun part…
I’m going to need a feeding tube put directly into my stomach to be able to eat as swallowing will be too painful…
…and a dedicated course of speech therapy afterwards as I’m likely to have trouble talking once my throat has been nuked for six weeks straight.
Those last two points aside, it’s not as bad as I’d feared. I’ll be honest and admit that I was certain the consultant would tell me that the cancer had reached my brain. But it hasn’t. Yet.
And that’s a good thing.
I suppose I’d better start thinking about a style of hat to wear for when my hair goes. That’s actually trickier than it sounds as there are a lot of hats out there that instantly make me look like a serial killer as soon as I put them on. I can’t do anything woollen, and the peaked baseball cap just isn’t a good match.
Something like this, maybe…?