I’ve been admitted to Whiston hospital today. I was due to have an appointment with my oncologist anyway at 4:30pm but fell ill around lunch time with severe pain and horrible sickness. It got worse by the minute leaving me and my family rather worried and in result, I was rushed to Whiston. Since then, I’ve been put on two drips, one for anti-sickness and another for fluids as I was dehydrated then it was decided to give me my own room for an overnight stay. After this, I met with my oncologist to discuss my treatment. I’ll be on an Oxaliplatin drip every fortnight and Capecitabine tablets for 9 days after that, making the treatment 6 cycles (12 weeks). I’ll be having blood tests all the time to ensure its working, which with much hope and positive thinking, it will be. We were told, rather brutally however that this Chemo may not work, which is quite scary seen as we’ll be spending 3 months on it. He told us scary statistics that made me want to stick my head in the ground and cry but at the end of the day, they’re just statistics! All I can do is give my all and that is what I’m going to do. On top of this, it was decided that the idea to have the colostomy bag is going to go ahead, meaning I am now going to stay in till after I’ve had the surgery and have recovered and learned how to take care of it. The operation is going to be sometime this weekend, possibly tomorrow and will require me to be admitted to Whiston for quite a while. There’s a lot to take in and it all seems to be happening so fast but all I keep thinking is that I need to stay positive and hopeful, I really want to kick this cancers ass. For now though, I’m going to enjoy this hospital bed and get a much needed rest.