I spent a hour or so in bed reading through an archive of incoming text messages from the early days of diagnosis till the 2nd round of chemotherapy. A short period of time during which i received over 400 messages of support from friends and family.
Many moments came alive again - times which seem so distant now. Though the effects of what happened then are all too real now.
It took the 400 messages for my nausea to ebb away. A frustrating side-effect of the Oesophagectomy which remains stubbornly in place. I have my theories of what causes it and a few dietary principles by which i live to avoid it as much as possible - but i'm clearly missing something. Maybe it just needs time.
Anyway, i still have 900 more to read which cover the time from surgery to the recovery period at home. At least i can keep myself occupied during the next 2 bouts of nausea...
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hi Pete.
ReplyDeleteit's Russ here, a good friend of Dylan in Totnes. i hope to get to meet you at some point when i'm over next, as Dylan speaks warmly & highly of you.
i just want to thank you for sharing your journey with the rest of us. your courage gives us courage, in the things we face.
Russ
South Africa