Well, today should have been a chemo day, but they have stopped treatment and all that remains now is setting and tweaking pain management and waiting for the day.
I've not said much over the last wee while, but it's been a pretty rough week since the last chemotherapy round. Thursday and Friday weren't great and by Saturday afternoon it was clear something major was amiss. I had a fever, and on Oncology Hotline advice went into the ED at Dunedin Hospital via ambulance.
They confirmed the fever and started specialist antibiotics and IV pretty much anything else, to get the fever down. Still in the hospital now, maybe able to get back home by the weekend once they can get support systems set up. A CT scan shows chemotherapy has not reduced the tumour, there's some spread and also necrotic tissue.
We've been told 8 weeks max, likely less, based mainly on my inability to swallow, hence almost zero nutrition. I now fit size S pants. Also the fever is linked to stuff getting into my lungs from my mouth, as the normal mechanism to stop this doesn't work any more, so it will likely happen again. I've activated non-resuss policy.
We're getting family and friend support here, and I am resigned to what is to come. I've been planning my service and while I still have time I'll be trying to tie up loose ends, with help.