Hello! Anybody there?

Sorry readers. Haven't posted of late because I've had no new news to speak of.

(And posting stinky fart stories must be wearing thin - hee hee.)

So here's a fortnight's update . . .

I now have just one full day left of my third (and hopefully final) round of chemotherapy this week.

Rather than stay in hospital for five days (hard work) the wonderful team at the day ward have opened early so I can do a full day at their place, meaning I head home each night - better food, better sleep. Bless them. They are truly angels.

Although my bloods (white cell counts - the infection fighters) were a little low to really start my third round this week, the oncologist has ordered me a five day course of a white cell stimulant called G-CSF from this Saturday through to next Wednesday which should effectively boost my counts before they start to fall post this round of chemo (it's a balancing act of medicine, maths and science).

The G-CSF will be fired into me via needle into the abdomen (insulin style). All good. What with the number of blood tests and IV lines I've had poked into me (not to mention tattoos), what's another needle or five?

So, post this week I now have an appointment booked with my oncologist for the 24th of November which will hopefully give me the full outcome of how the treatment's gone (including a review of the CT scan I had last week).

Has it killed all the cancer? Is there a little left? Or just scar tissue (which often occurs with my form of cancer treatment)?

Best case it'll be all good and I'll be routinely monitored over coming months/years for any 'abnormalities'.

Or, as insurance, if they are not fully sure whether it's scar tissue or 'a little active cancer' in the lower back gland that directly linked to my 'now long gone' right testicle, they might prescribe a little blast of radiotherapy directly on that site for good measure.

Standing by.

Positively.

Pee