Bruised and sore but still going strong

I’ve felt like I haven’t need to blog for the past few days as I was just recovering in hospital. This doesn’t mean nothing happened over these past few days, obviously I was still undergoing treatment which mainly consisted of being stabbed in every place possible around my bodyand have some little funny stories to share such as the day when the younger nurses gathered in my room to play a game of Don’t Show Keith Your Teeth from Celebrity Juice and the multitude of stories I have of my mum and dad making me laugh with their antics. They’re not stories to share as I don’t think they could be repeated, but they’re part of what’s been keeping my spirits so high whilst I’ve been sat in the hospital for the past 4 days. 
Today, we saw things progress. I saw my doctor who performed the miracle of removing my tumour who came to check up on me. He was impressed I was eating and taking it upon myself to move around, happy with my wounds and overall how I was in myself. He’s took me off my morphine and drip, making it much easier for me to move around and go the toilet without having to be disconnected first. Before he left, he also gave me the news I’ve been waiting for… I can get changed into my own clothes. I was made up. The gowns, although not uncomfortable, didn’t make me feel as comfortable as I would in my normal pyjamas. My stoma nurse also visited and showed me how to change my colostomy bag and went into an intensive discussion with me and my parents on any questions we may have and more information about it. I was given an information booklet and a magazine or two with clothes and lingerie specially made for people with a stoma, I was also shown a sample of three different bags.

Now here’s something interesting… See the grey one? Well that is made by a company called coloplast… And the bag was designed by Ted Baker since he also has to wear a colostomy bag! So I’ll actually be wearing a Ted Baker bag everyday! To be honest, from the little introduction I’ve had today, it’s made me a lot more comfortable with it.. I’ve not got used to it enough to understand it yet and know what it’s doing, but it’s like my little buddy, it’ll make noises and I’ll feel movement but I’m not scared of it, I just let it do what it’s got to do. I’m yet to pass anything through it yet but fingers crossed I will do in the next day or two which will mean it’s working properly, although air has been passing through it which indicates this also.
Now I’ve got past all the gruesome stuff, I can go a bit more personal now. I had one of my sisters visit yesterday and then three more today. Shortly after they left I had a nap before my boyfriend arrived. I decided, with the weather being so nice, I’d quite like to go out in my wheelchair and sit at the front of the hospital, which we had done twice the day before although this time it’d be slightly different – I’d walk back instead to stretch my legs and push myself. I had an ice cream whilst sat in the sun before making my way back. I had a few wobbles and a few winces which would force me to stop when I was already going considerable slow anyway but apart from that, I’m proud of how I did. It’s a step back to normality. 
So although quite a boring and moderate post, I can end it with saying that hopefully everything is going to plan at the moment and I will be able to go ahead with my chemo on the 13th June as planned and I’ll be out very soon. At the moment, it feels like Groundhog Day, everyday having my dad asking a million times if I need my phone charging, my mum jumping when a cup of tea or coffee is mentioned and Paul (my boyfriend) jumping at the chance to take me outside because it means he can get a good enough internet connection to play Jurrassic World. Although this time in the hospital is trying, especially when left with the thoughts of realisation that it’s happening to me because of the C word and everyday I get more and more moody, I have such a loving family who have and are doing anything to look after me and I wouldn’t change it for the world. I love them more than anything. 
The next cancer update will possibly be when I leave the hospital unless there’s any changes to my health or I have a significant update to write. Thank you for reading, whether you read to give me support, the blogs helps you in your own situation or simply just because your curious, it means a lot 🙂