A day in the life of someone getting treatment for cervical cancer

Same disclaimer applies as before I am not a medical professional. This was clear today when I had to go visit the nurses on the chemo ward to run through the million medications I’ve been given. This was after the doctor, nurses and pharmacist went through them yesterday in great detail as I took notes. Suffice to say it’s a good job it wasn’t anyone else looking for information from me. I will never again take the piss of people using those very helpful pill dispensers.

A little bit of information about cancer

Did you know there is over 200 different types of cancer? Yesterday over 1000 people read my post and I got so many wonderful messages from friends, family and strangers some with questions. So I thought it would be beneficial if I could take a minute and share some knowledge. I am getting my information from a booklet published by the Irish Cancer society called Cancer of the Cervix, below is a couple of new bits of information I came across;

1: Cancer is a word used to describe a group of diseases, not just one. There are more than 200 different types of Cancer. Each is named after the organ or type of cell in which the cancer first grows.

2: Cancer of the cervix is a cancer of the cells lining the cervix (the cervix is found deep inside your vagina at the lower end of your womb (uterus)). It is also called cervical cancer. Cervical cancer develops slowly over a number of years, first becoming precancerous and then leading to cancer itself. The precancerous cells may also be called cervical intraepithelial neoplasia (CIN). These cells are not cancerous, but if left untreated may develop into cancer. When cancer occurs, the cells in the cervix form a tumour (My little friend). These cells may break away and spread to other areas. (… see you can use the word Vagina and nobody has died of pure mortification)

The wonderful Daffodil Centre at St Luke’s Hospital in Rathgar

My day... so today is day 4 of my treatment which means tomorrow marks the end of week one and when I get to see my son Séamus after what seems like an eternity (and it not even a wet week). I struggle with nausea in the mornings and today was no different. I took a tablet to help the lining of my stomach deal with all the medications and in particular the Chemo. I then set off down to the canteen in the Oakland Lodge on the grounds of St Luke’s and had the old reliable tea and toast (with marmalade for that added zest). Then back to take the steroids which also help with my tummy and I think everything else, the doctor warned they may make me hyper I explained it was not possible to be any hyperer (not a word I know) than me.

This set me up right for the day. I popped into the Daffodil centre where there is a wealth of knowledge on local support groups, on cancer and other supports. I have signed up for the look good feel better day on 12 February 2019, which is a day ran by volunteers and is meant to be amazing and you get a goody bag (which nobody can refuse). It did feel weird signing up to something in February though.

Then I went for a stroll around the grounds of St Luke’s which I find so beautiful and it a hospital! To clarify I have a medical card so no private healthcare and I am getting treated like royalty. I then popped into mass it was lovely and I got to light a candle, they say no need to give a donation (on account of us being cancer patients and God maybe owing us a freebie I think) but I had to seemed improper not to. I’m a Roman Catholic but I think my faith is bigger than that I think the goodness of people is what shapes our and our childrens future. I have been given guardian angels, dream catchers and healing oils and I give them all as much credit as the big man himself. It is a combination of the good wishes from everyone, positive thoughts, candle lighting, praying and of course the top class drugs that will have me cured in no time.

After my exploring I set off the the radiotherapy department for todays dose. So they come out and tell you to start your water which means you drink three glasses of water in ten minutes and then they call you in thirty to do the treatment. Now this is to protect your organs and make sure everything is in the same position as it was on the day I had my ct planning scan (more on that again). I struggle here a bit as I seem to rush through the water too quick and then end up waiting for 38 minutes with a full bladder. So after treatment I’m racing to go to the bathroom, not unlike a mad night out in Fusion (night club) when you wait until the last minute to join the ladies q. After my treatment I went straight for a walk, I find nothing beats the fresh air. Then I picked up a nice posh salad in Rathgar and made my way back to my new digs. I have been here since catching up everyone. I have three visitors today all followed by First Dates Ireland… happy Thursday everyone, 4 days done 24 to go. Please get your smear done and spread the word.

My room for the duration of the treatment

7 thoughts on “A day in the life of someone getting treatment for cervical cancer

  1. Another inspiring piece Eileen you write so well and show people what really matters in life and well done today. 💪😘💕xx


  2. So sorry your having to go through this horrible illness. Stay strong and let your friends and family look after you and Seamus! Take every day as it comes and enjoy the little things, and enjoy first dates! 😜😘


  3. Eileen – in addition to all your other lovely qualities you are a brilliant writer – it can’t be easy – well done – I hope your “hypererness” doesn’t stop you sleeping tonight!! Xx


  4. Jesus Eileen! I always thought of you as an inspirational person before all this, and now- there are no words to describe my admiration for you!
    Keep on keep’n on, much love x


  5. Eileen, you truly are an amazing person going through all of this with such positivity xxx you go girl! Fight this with all of your strength cos your young and well able to take on anything that comes your way! Xxx it can’t be easy and you have opened my eyes to cervical cancer xxx love lots, Donna from the west ( Shivs friend) xxxx


  6. Just a few words about stuff that helped me with the cancer challenge:
    My mantra – cancer does not have a capital c and it will not conquer me,
    While having radiotherapy – visualizing little round munchie monsters inside me eating up the cancer cells,
    When in pain – imaging adult female fairies with tutus and wings and Doc Martens on, who got rid of the pain by ‘kicking it into touch’ (not sure if you understand this saying in Ireland as it comes from rugby football in NZ)
    Chin up and keep on smiling


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