It really is quite hard to get my head around what has happened this year sometimes. It was the middle of February when Donna and I noticed a lump on the side of my neck. It wasn't large, it just wasn't something that should have been there. The next day, I saw my GP, Andrew, who poked and prodded, and muttered that he couldn't say what it was but given my history, we'd better get it checked out (I think he knew, actually, but he was probably right not to expand on his suspicions at that point).
A week later, I saw the ENT consultant, who arranged a biopsy and this confirmed that I had Hodgkin's Lymphoma (Stage 1a, very early in it's development, thankfully), and I was then bounced to the oncology consultant, Dr Tueger, who then took charge. Well, he'd probably sayhe did, but his specialist nurses did, really (*GRINS*), and just over a month after investigations had begun, I started ABVD chemotherapy on March 31st.
I'd kept working up to that point, trying to tie things up with cases and clear my desk for what I originally told people would be "a month off while I reviewed how I coped with chemo" (oh, I am such an optimist, did you know that?). Though I had good weeks when I still felt well over the three month course of chemo (and even kept running on the good days), the chemo regularly wiped me out for 7 or 8 days at a time, so returning to work justdidn't come into the picture at all.
It was hugely frustrating, as anyone who knows me will know that I don't like "not doing". I always seem to have something I'm working on or planning - I'm not on-the-go all the time, and I can veg on the couch with the best of them, but I always have some project or other bubbling under. And during this period, it was really difficult to motivate myself for days on end to do very much at all (other than watch the World Cup, which, conveniently filled the latter part of my treatment cycle).
And when the chemo ended, on June 16th, that still wasn't it, because it took about another 2 - 3 weeks for the main effects to wear off. Then, on July 7th, I met with Dr Tueger to be told that I was in complete remission. So, in just under five months, I went from finding a lump on my neck to the bleakness of a second cancer diagnosis, through the trials and tribulations of the treatment, to being in complete remission!
Head-spinning, really, don't you think? I mean, just how great is modern medicine, and how brilliant a service is the NHS when you stop and think about it? I have to stop and pinch myself sometimes as I try to make sense of what's happened over these past few months. The relief we (Mrs 365er and I) feel is huge, obviously. While I am still having radiotherapy (another 2 weeks of this needed, just to be sure, you know), the reality is that the cancer is gone, history, just another story to tell - how amazing is that!
Now, it's time to get my life back on track. I started back to work again in the middle of July (almost three months after I'd optimistically expected i would!), but I am determined to move a little slower than maybe I have in the past; taking things easier and saying "no" to things more often that I have done in the past. I know the work will come in, so I don't really need to panic, the bank balance will grow again in time, and I'm sure that before too long, I'll be back in the swing of things on that front. Soon, it'll be the old routine again, and I have to say, I'm kind of looking forward to that.
As for my 2nd 365challenge, well, having over four months "out", with very limited running has really put paid to me completing the challenge of running 36.2 marathon distances in a year, but I haven't completely given up on it. I have been trying to get back to running - it's been VERY hard this last couple of weeks, maybe the radiotherapy has something to do with that! - but as I build up again over the coming weeks, I plan to continue with my effort and just keep going until I've hit my target miles. It may take me 18 months instead of 12, but I will complete it.
And while I'm doing that, I'll continue to support any 365ers who come on board to join me in raising as much as we can for the fantastic work of Cancer Research UK. I know that if they were not out there funding research and developments in cancer care, these last few months might have been very different for me, so if I can raise more money that ultimately means other people's experiences of cancer prove as positive as my own, then that's what I'll keep doing. Care to join me anyone? Anytime ...?
