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The feeling of joy and relief is hard to put into words. It's been my #1 objective since I was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors have given me the green light to travel to the UK on the 28th for Elaine's wedding. Trev & Janice relieved the pressure for a while, and Mo slept for the entire week. She finally emerged to join us for a Thai meal and wave them goodbye. I've only got half-conscious recollections, but I fully appreciate the level of care I needed around the clock. Moniek and Janice in need of more Singha beer It's going to have a big impact on our lives at many levels. We have come to realise that such tests will be the new 'normal' for at least the next 12 months. The recent 10-day hiatus actually heightened the tension as we awaited the results. The only bad news was that my cholesterol levels had spiked due to Trev's appetite for fried eggs.ĭuring chemo, I was tested for everything under the sun on a continuous basis.

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Thankfully, my beta-HCG count showed that - for now - the dots look like benign scars and I'm still free of Chorio. Dr Wong pointed at my scans on her lightbox and explained that although two of the four tumours in my lungs had disappeared, two dots remained. The respiratory doctor was 'very, very happy' with my jump from 72% to 83% lung capacity.

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I was scheduled for lung and blood tests, plus a CT scan for tumors on the day of their departure. Just walking over a footbridge without collapsing with exhaustion (or chafing) felt like a major achievement. We spread out a tourist map, covered a lot of ground, and ticked off many of the main attractions. I could feel my stamina building every day. I nearly split my stitches with laughter when Janice referred to such underwear as 'budgie smugglers'. I wore my special Singapore Sling for the occassion. It was time for some sightseeing and a few beers. 'Slap-slap-slap-heeeeeeeed' near Chinatown I worked hard to increase my energy levels before Trev & Janice arrived, and even managed to meet them at the airport. I was sick and tired of being sick and tired.Ī local walk (well, shuffle) now starts my day before anyone else is out of bed. This meant I had difficulty breathing, processing oxygen, and fighting infections. My red blood cells, haemoglobin and white blood cells were all extremely low. Chemo was a seemingly endless cycle of medical treatment, leaning my head against taxi windows, and staring at Ilse's ceiling. It worked wonders, and we can't thank them enough.Īlthough I'm officially a tourist in Singapore, I hadn't seen much. Trev and Janice came out for a week to (a) help build my strength and (b) give Moniek some much needed rest. Stuffing Trev up the inside on the F1 track

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