A year to never forget.

It all started a little over a year ago! Around the 21st December 2017! My then girlfriend has been complaining of terrible back ache for months and despite my best efforts to get her to visit a GP, she finally after weeks/ months of pain chose to visit her local nurse who told her to lay off the fatty foods as it may a gallbladder issue....not what you want to hear 4 days before Christmas! 

After finally seeing a GP locally Phoebe was sent to and emergency ward immediately, 2 long nights of guess work from the doctors before sending us home. 

Skip ahead to to the new year, around 2 weeks after the nurse appointment she fainted after being on the toilet and was rushed into hospital to receive life saving treatment because inside of her abdomen, more precisely her retro-peritoneal space was a giant sarcoma pushing on her organs and spine, the reason she fainted was due to blood loss from said tumour. 

 

Eventuallt we are invited to the royal marsden hospital (rapid assessment centre)  in Chelsea an amazing hospital with incredible staff. They took on her care there after, a huge operation followed removing the 11kg football sized tumour from her abdomen before returning to our home (a 2 hour train journey) to rest.

maybe 2 months after all the normal tests and checkups took place when eventually we found out it has returned in the original spot and now on the liver, lungs, right auxiliary node and who knows where else it was terminal and there wouldn’t be a lot they could do about it! They tried chemotherapy that only made the symptoms worse. Pain and doscomfort was the main problem there on after. 

In September I am proud to admit that I asked her to marry me and she said yes, knowing we didn’t have the same amount of time as most we cherished what we had and eventually got married in our own home with family and friends around us. We couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful day. 

 

My WIFE is now in the end stages of her cancer and this past week has maybe been the toughest of my life... I love her so much and wish her all the comfort possible. 

 

Embrace loved ones, enjoy everyday.

 

 

 

  • Hello Gossy11.  I was just about to go to bed when I saw and read your post.  And I wondered how much difference it would have made if the original tumour had been diagnosed earlier.  But it is no use wondering "what if" is it.  I followed (on youtube last year) two cancer sufferers being treated at the Royal Marsden Hospital, a hospital which is well-known for its excellent care; sadly of course it cannot work miracles.  So pleased you have been making the most of the time you had but it is so sad when someone who had so much to live for suffers in this way.  I agree about holding tight to each other while you can; we don't know what tomorrow might bring.  I suspect this post is not terribly coherent - forgive me, it is past my bedtime  - I was just so moved by your post I wanted to respond to you.  Annie

  • Thanks for the reply, very kind of you! 

    From what we now know the type of cancer she has was pretty fast growing. Of course I’m sure an earlier diagnosis would of had made a difference to her operation and recovery but we’re  not entirely sure that it would have stayed away due to the reoccursance rate being so high. 

     

    Have a nice day!