I’m lyin’ here on the floor where you left me I think I took too much I’m crying here, what have you done? I thought it would be funI can’t stay on your life support There’s a shortage in the switch I can’t stay on your morphine ‘Cause it’s making me itch I said I tried to call the nurse again But she’s being a little bitch I think I’ll get outta here, where I canRun just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear you’re just like a pill ‘Stead of makin’ me better You keep makin’ me ill Pink
There is a lot of truth in these lyrics “I can’t stop itching” but I’ve only had one nurse who’s been a little bitch (time for retirement), but in saying that these pain killers make you someone else so perhaps what you perceive is actual not reality. I hope the nurses know you are at your most vulnerable and not your normal personality
I had decent sleep last night and my favorite nurse even let me sleep in this morning till 9am. This should help me get up and about and moving which will help alleviate the pain from being so sedentary.
Hoping to get another drain removed today however I missed the Dr due to the sleep in.
Thank you to all my visitors yesterday💗 might be a quiet one today.
Happy days xx
Murray & Foster. Looking forward to being back home with them.
I was 21 and I was planning a wedding, buying a house and had a job interview for the job of my dreams on my 22nd birthday. You see I was being made redundant and had to find a new job by August. Especially with the new mortgage now. It was April. I worked for CML and my new job was a done deal. All I needed was a medical. And with that, just like that....my life was turned upside down and I was diagnosed with CML, ha ha, I know the irony. My hematologist had a laugh at that too. I had Chronic Myeloid Leukeamia, which was normally reserved for 70 year old men. Quite rare for a young adult to get, so how would they treat it? I underwent two separate trials until finally it was decided my best chance of survival (all be it only 50% chance), would be a MUD BMT (matched unrelated bone marrow transplant), now known as VUD Allograt (volunteer unrelated donor). I was told 21 years ago the chance of finding a match was 1 in 20,000 (and that is everyone was on the bone marrow donor registry). Scary odds. So being the risk taker I am I said "go for it". They found a match and that was my first miracle in this journey. The second miracle was, it worked - new blood type, two different DNA profiles and the miracle of medicine was reborn inside me. The third miracle is my son.
25 years on, I now face a new challenge. Breast Cancer. Certainly not the first person to have cancer, to have invasive ductile cancer, hormone receptive and HER2 +, or to even have a dual diagnosis. But this is not another Webiste about a cancer survivor, this is just my excuse to finally publicly write. Along the way I am hoping I can share some insights I have learnt over the years and at the same time, give you a good belly laugh.
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