Time to Beat Cancer

Saturday June 12th was an alright day, my neutrophils (for those following, this is like your immune system. And whether I go home or  not basically depends on getting these up, it would prove the chemo has done its job really), registered at 0.13! The average person would likely have a count between 2.2 and 7.5 roughly. So mine are low, but they're now registering on counts. So this was good news, especially as I was expecting to maybe hit 0.10 by Monday. It showed that I was beginning to see growth, hopefully this would continue. I still ended the day with a temperature spike above 38C which was a bummer. But I think this evens out to a win still. June 13th saw my neutrophils continue to rise, hitting 0.24. These are still low but the incline is now obvious, and I'm beginning to feel optimistic. My parents were allowed to visit, and for the first time in 30 odd days, the nursing team told me I was allowed to leave my room and even go outside for 15-30 minutes. This was an ama

 May 29th to June 4th This week, much like the other week's post was very uneventful for me, which is great. I was still having the chemo injections which I have become used to, and I'm still getting them every day around 6pm. The only day since the 27th of May that I haven't had it was the 30th May. I write this on June 11th having just received it in my stomach.  On Sunday 30th I began noticing my hair coming out, I'm already shaven (bald) headed, so hasn't impacted me too much. But my beard and some parts of my body have just lost all their hair. And each day since the 30th I've begun looking more and more like Gollum, especially as my weight continues to drop off me. Gollum looking more ripped than me nowadays. By the 31st May the rash on my legs were definitely improving as well and beginning to fade. Finally I could strut around the hospital room with my thighs out with pride. So far my side affects from the chemo had been going well. I had been told this