GAWN YERSEL RACHY!

It is the 28th of November, my time at home has vanished into thin air and I am currently sitting in my new hospital room whilst my mum hurries about decorating it with Christmas goodies. I am sitting on my bed post bone marrow. I don't know if I described what a bone marrow feels like before, but this was my third and surprisingly the only pain was the local anaesthetic. The first time I was given gas and air, and I just went to mental sucking the gas and air and took to much and went from a massive high  then dropped suddenly back down to earth just as they began cracking into the bone. Ouch. So the first one was horrendous and a lot of screaming went on. Its a very hard pain to describe.
Biology lesson coming up, I hope you find this interesting, you may or may not skip to the next paragraph but again this test is something that is very very routine, if you have low blood counts for whatever reason (there are hundreds of reasons why you could have low blood readings) you are most likely to be given a bone marrow test just to get a better insight on what your blood is up too and to check it is not getting into any mischief. Younger people are given a general anaesthetic for this procedure but since I'm a old lass I just have to grin and bear it. First is a local anaesthetic which, I will not lie, is pretty painful but is just a sting. Then comes the pain (not in todays case), the needle goes through the bone, I chose wisely not to look at the needle because I can imagine it would have to be a pretty massive one! It feels like a massive stapler in your bone, there is no way to get away from the nerve pain but you can get a sleepy meds or go in their head first. I chose to go no drugs because I thought of my "Toughen Up Ya Wee Prick" top, no drugs also meant that I was allowed out for tea, do you blame me? But I've survived and it was over in less 10 minutes.

For me the bone marrow comes in two parts the sore part and the results. Personally I get more anxious about the results because I have no control over what they will be and however much I try to convince myself it will make no difference. This just about sums up how scared I was...
So fit, I know.






Its now the 29th of November. I am waiting for my bone marrow results. Last night I got my blood results and not being smug or anything...but...THEY ARE AMAZING. Look below. I now have the blood counts of a normal person which leads me to believe that the chemotherapy is working its magic. Good news. I slept easy and I haven't got my hopes up because there would be no point. "Try not to think about it Rachel" - Much easier said than done. I couldn't sleep last night from worrying. 

Oh I feel like I am being a tease... Want to hear the good news now? OKAY

I'M IN REMISSION 

re·mis·sion/riˈmiSHən/


  1. The cancellation of a debt, charge, or penalty.
  2. A diminution of the seriousness or intensity of disease or pain; a temporary recovery.
Sorry Laura I have totally copied your remission blog here with the explanation but I don't know if everyone knows exactly what it means because I didn't really know either! Weird how 44 days ago I found out and now I am well and truly on my way to recovery. This means that my first dosage of chemotherapy did the trick and has taken away all of my cancerous cells! OH YEAH PARTY YEAH! When my doctor told me I was on my own so I called my mum and hi-fived myself. Very proud. Another example of how catching cancer early makes it much easier to treat. I still have three rounds of chemotherapy to go to keep it at bay but my doctor said to me today that I couldn't really get any better than this. Biggest relief, I can't even describe the feeling of relief, like a very early Christmas present. Amazing. Rachel is chuffed. My bodes pretty much said to cancer "m8 go hame, naebodies wantin ye here!"

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