I get knocked down, but…

It’s been a long time since my last post and that’s because I’ve been battling with my third bout of cancer.
It was harder this time, for a number of reasons. The main one being that the last one, a third of my liver removed, was so easy.
This time there were a few delays, bad timing, the scan was done just before the Christmas holidays so everything following was delayed.
Then they decided that keyhole surgery was not possible this time and that I had to wait for their ace slice and dice guy.
I like keyhole surgery, the first 2 were done this way and the recovery period is much shorter, much much shorter.
Anyway, I was cracked open, a translateral incision which means that he went in from my side and my back, spreading the ribs apart and removing bits that were in the way.
4 days after the operation they removed the drainage tubes from my chest and the next morning the remains of my left lung collapsed.
I forgot to mention that when they started the intended to remove a single lobe but when they got in they removed a wedge of another lobe, lymph nodes, and bits from my thorax.
so, to deal with the collapsed lung they had to insert a new drain. This was inserted from the top of my chest and pushed down until it bubbled and hissed.
I was warned that they could only anaesthetize the start of the incision and that I may feel some discomfort as they inserted the metal tube.
Discomfort! if I hadn’t already had radiotherapy on my arse it would have been the most painful thing ever and with no painkillers.

19cm of steel tube rammed in.

5 days later after it was removed I was allowed home. A total stay of 12 days instead of the expected 5 or 6.

It’s taken 10 weeks to get back to something close to normal but I still tire easily.
I had to prove to myself that what my surgeon had told me was true that I would be back to normal as they were only removing stuff that didn’t work anyway!

Last week I flew to Croatia to go to Plitvice Lakes National Park and to walk/climb 12 waterfalls and lakes, something I’d have found hard before the op 🙂
I made it but spent the next day sitting on the Riva in Split recovering.

Of course, because this has been an ill-fated adventure, when they removed stuff from my thorax they managed to nick and paralyze my left vocal cords.
I’m being operated on tomorrow to try and fix this which is a bit scary as I fly to LA on Wednesday.

Looking forward to a week in LA…

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