As I started to come
to the end of my treatment I was progressively worse physically but
mentally I was going the other way. At
50% through the chemo I was feeling pretty low at 60%
things are getting better as you have no planned overnight
stays to come, at
80% with only one more visit to go
I'd started smiling
again. Words can only begin to
describe the feeling I had when I came out of the hospital from my final
top up. I think I even drove there and back. I was feeling top draw and
knew that it was now just a case of getting better.
I started off easy
going to the gym and swimming a couple of times a week. I wasnít going
to win medals but I was feeling better and better. I even managed to
squeeze two snowboarding trips within a month of finishing my chemo. Not
a bad effort. I wasnít going at it hard but I was loving it especially
having a cheeky beer or two with my brother.
I stayed off work a
further month or so to get back up to speed with everything. I
eventually organised myself and headed back down to London in time for my 25th
birthday. A really good piss up and a shitload of people turned up.
UPDATE APRIL 2006
Itís been two years since I created
Ďmybollox.comí and everything is going well. Iíve realised my goal of
moving to Australia and now live in Sydney enjoying shrimps on the
barbie, throw down VBs and gloating about Australia losing the rugby and
As for the fake ball weíre having fun and all of our visits to the
doctors have been successful. I was a little surprised that each check
up required a CT abdominal scan, however, all is good and instead of
every 4 months itís now every 6. My doc, Mark Rosenthal, has been
brilliant with transferring notes etc. As Iíve passed the two year mark,
my confidence is growing but itís always in the back of my mind. It is
something I have to deal with and thankfully Iím surrounded by people
who will support me if the worst does happen.
The web page has been a bigger success than anticipated with 1000ís of
hits - although I think my family account for 90% of them! On a more
important note, I receive emails from people all over the world wanting
to understand testicular cancer and looking for help in understanding
that itís not the end of the world. Every time I receive one of these
mails Iím impressed with their courage and strength. My hat comes off to
you all; I wasnít strong enough to do that when I was ill!!
Have you checked your balls recently? Otherwise this is a wasted effort,
so go on grab hold of the little fellas and give them a squeeze!!!
Enjoy the site and thanks from a slightly off-white, Millsie (Iím still
working on the tan)