The Last Few Months

Hello all, for those that are regular followers of the blog I firstly wanted to say a big thank you for the ongoing support, it really does help.

I also realise that things may have got a little confusing as to what had gone on and happened and so the point of this post is to try and summarise that into something a little simpler to follow.

The short story is

  • July – August                      Chemotherapy
  • August – September       Immune system compromised
  • August September          Pickup up infection
  • October                               Hospitalisation 1
  • November                          Hospitalisation 2
  • November Home

And in a bit more detail……

At the end of July I started on Carboplatin Chemotherapy, the plan was for six cycles but I only managed three cycles as the chemo was not having a positive effect on the cancer as shown in my rising PSA and in scans.   The third and final treatment being at the end of August.

What the chemotherapy did do was to weaken and compromise my immune system and it effected my ability to produce things in my blood like Haemoglobin as well as red blood cells and the like.

This meant that I was vulnerable to infection and other things.

It would seem that sometime in September I did get an infection which was later identified as a Urinary Tract Infection based on Ecoli.

By the end of September, I was struggling to walk and was in a fair amount of pain.  At this time I was not aware of the infection and thought it more of a flare up of the cancer or bones mets.

I started to take stronger medication including oral morphine which helped although it probably masked a few issues as well and also made me think it was more bone related than an infection.

By 12th October we were phoning the GP and a doctor was dispatched to visit, we also contacted UCLH and described the symptoms and they both diagnosed an infection, I was prescribed antibiotics.

By the 14th I was in even more pain and taking more medication and so I concluded it was time to go to A&E and see if they could sort me out.

And so, I went to Princess Alexandra’s Hospital in Harlow.  After 24 hours in A&E I was admitted to a ward and given my own room.  On the plus side I was subjected to a whole range of tests and thoroughly checked out.  An infection was identified, and I start to receive intravenous antibiotics which are much better than oral as they get to work much quicker.

I was also treated for other minor symptoms like iron deficiency in my blood and so on.

An overview of my blood work, the Flags show where it is either higher or lower than the standard range.

Lots of fluid and other things were given.

I was discharged on the 19th October and was glad to be home.

In hindsight I had been discharged a little too early as I still had the infection, I was feeling much better but the infection was still there and this became evident after a few days when I started to feel pain again and was starting to struggle.

It got to the stage where I couldn’t wash or dress myself!

On top of this I was scheduled for a number of visits to UCLH to prepare for Radium 223 treatment.

The big problem I had was that my haemoglobin was too low to have treatment and so a blood transfusion was scheduled for 3rd November.

My Haemoglobin over the last few months which was low even before starting the chemo but you can see it rising following the transfusions.

I duly turned up for the transfusion, feeling rough but I thought I could handle it.

I was scheduled for two units of blood which would be infused over 4 hours.

During the transfusion they regularly take your temperature and blood pressure, and it was picked up that my temperature was rising, first through 37 degrees and then into 38 degrees.

I was also starting to feel feverish with nausea.

And no sooner had they given me anti sickness tablets and I was vomiting them back up again, and a screen was drawn around me to save some of my dignity and to protect other patients.

By now I was feeling pretty rough and by all accounts I had lost the colour in my face and looked unwell.

At this it was decided that I would be admitted to UCLH as an emergency admission.  They have several cancer wards at UCLH which deal with cancer related emergencies such as mine and they also deal with more rigorous cancer treatments and problems.

And so, this was the start of nine days as an inpatient, there are separate posts which go into some of the detail of what happened each day for the days that I was able to write.

On the plus side I had a room with a view!

And once more it was identified that I had an infection, I think the same infection and that it had never been fully treated while I was at PAH and that I was discharged from there too early.

This time I was thinking that it’s better to spend more time in hospital and get properly sorted than to rush home.

And home is where I am now trying to make sense of everything that has happened and also recover from the effects of a hospital stay and build my strength back up again.

I would like to point out that I have no reall complaints about how I was looked after and do not wish to appear critical, it is easy for me in hindsight to say things that may appear critical but I am really pleased in how I was looked after by all the NHS staff and doctors.

Later today I have a physio coming round to visit which marks the start of my return to getting back my strength and normality. 👍😁