So I have just completed round three of six chemo. PSA fallen from 41 to 25. All other bloods remarkably within normal limits and wonder of wonders, I, officially on the French healthcare system with 100% of costs covered.
With minor side effects, I thought I had this chemo thing taped. Well three days post session three, it’s come back with a vengeance. I feel absolutely shite. Like a flu times ten. My muscles ache, I am exhausted without expending any effort, feel full, my soles hurt, my fingers tingle, I have sore on my arse, groin, throat and on my face and I feel such a burden to my darling wife.
Im not sure I can do this. Im really not and am back in that dark place again where Morphine offers sweet release. It’s a terrible journey as the cancer takes hold and I get scared, very scared.
Just my observations - very very real fear and very real terror at the spreading of symptomatic cancer which steals fun and vigour from mŷ life