On Monday my oncologists decided to stop the Interferon. I had spent the weekend agonising about it knowing that it was coming. I had to be sure that I could live with the decision.
 
I have had constant diarrhoea since last Wednesday and was sleeping about 15 hours a day and barely existing.
 
I was unable to eat properly and therefore unable to take my vitamin supplements which wasn’t helping my body either.
 
In the end it turned out that new studies appear to be showing that the first four weeks as the most beneficial and with the overall % increase in survival rate of 3% over 15 years it was a matter of weighing up the pros and cons. I looked at the decision and came to the conclusion that if the worse case scenario happened (ie the cancer came back soon) I would be feel that I wasted time with Sophie.
 
Anecdotally some people get a reoccurance even while taking Interferon so there are no guarantees. I kinda didn’t realise how bad things were getting as I was trying to keep going. My aunt who came again to help out was getting really worried as I was getting more physically depressed each day.
 
So as of today I feel okay. I am still heady but it’s not thumping like it was and my tummy is slowly settling. My oncologists arranged for me to see the gastroenterologist on Monday to see if she wanted to do a scope after the diarrhoea but thankfully she was happy to wait as I was stopping the injections.
 
My plan from now is to be as healthy as possible. I’m taking some supplements from the naturopath to stimulate my immune system as much as possible and then just praying for a long life.
 
It’s both a scary and exciting place to be….