Stephen had a bad night. I gently massaged his back and legs with Ibuprofen Gel for half an hour in a desperate attempt to relieve the pain. He had a dose of morphine and then, thankfully, fell asleep.
It was with some trepidation that we drove to the hospital this morning to receive the results of his latest CT scan taken 10 days ago. I was particularly nervous as I thought his skin had taken on a yellow tinge earlier in the week.
Our fears were justified as we were told the tumours in his liver had grown considerably in spite of chemo. He is due to have a last bout of chemo next Tuesday but this has now been cancelled.
Was told that we can survive on a very small part of our liver (if that makes sense) - which was encouraging. It's now a waiting game.
We go to the Hospice next Wednesday for complementary therapy which I hope will help to control Stephen's pain.
Meanwhile I received a letter from the hospital telling me all about the endoscopy which I am to have (endure) next Saturday - 26th. After reading the small print - am of a mind to forego the experience. A bag of nerves as it is and, having had an xray which should reveal any abnormalities, can't see the need for invasive action which could affect me for a while.
Have put myself on a strict regime of eating small meals - slowly. Sitting up straight whilst eating. Walking about for 20 minutes after every meal.
Following a diet of no alcohol/coffee - no dairy foods (fats) - no chocolate - and sticking to fruit such as bananas and apples (no citrus fruits/juices). Can eat goat's cheese and goat's butter (very nice) and Feta cheese.
Bought soya milk today - and will give it a whirl.
Also - and think this is The Cure - sipping warm drinks of "Slippery Elm" plus honey three times a day. De-lish!
Hmmm . . . . .