Training & life's log . M1T Log from page 49 Cycle Pics pge 56
1 - Introduction
6- Training Regime
7/8 - Couple of shared comedy stories
11 - Pre-diet pics
21+ - Start of Stronglifts routine for me and radiotherapy for my wife
38 - 2 months progress pics
So below, you will read a little bit around my current family situation, what I want to mention before you read that is that although this journal has some sad posts, it is meant to be a positive journal and a way for me to cope with things. It is also (you can read on page 7 or 8 the bizarre abstract I wrote) A place for others to join me and my online friends, to share stories, happy or sad or just to get things off their chest without being judged.
Current stats (all approx)
Weight 96kg (dieting[I am not a BB so can't use the word cut] at the moment)
Goals, fitness and functional strength, and to be mentally strong for my family
Enough of that, let the story begin
Ok, so this has been ongoing for 2 and half years now and has been life changing for me and the missus. It has kinda got me down even more at the moment so I guess I just wanted to post it up here and get it off my chest.
my wife had been complaining about dizziness for about 1.5 years and so eventually I told her to go to the doctors as she probably had something wrong with her ears.
She went in May 2012 and then in June they sent her for an MRI just as a precaution.
First day of the school holidays she went for her close out consultation and dropped the kids with me at work.
I was walking through town with them to take them to Yo Sushi and my wife was going to meet us there.
3 minutes down the road and my phones goes. It was my wife, sounding faint and really off on the phone and all she could say was 'please come quickly they have found something'
Me and the kids ran to the hospital and when we got there my wife was lying on the bed, pure white and looking like she was going to pass out. The doctor told me that they had discovered a moderate sized tumour in the back of her brain, at the stem.
I completely freaked out, didn't know what to say and basically rushed my wife out of the hospital as soon as we had made an appointment to see a consultant.
We were both in a state of shock and I couldn't stop crying, we both went straight to bed and just lay there, I asked my mum to come across and watch the kids.
We went into the hospital again that night, and as we were driving in, I reminded her of our friend who had one and had it removed and we started looking at the positives.
When we got to the hospital, however hopes were destroyed again by the consultant who said that due to the location and they way it was meshed with brain tissue it couldn't be removed, however she would need surgery almost immediately due to the fact that it was trapped in with the top vertebrae in her neck, and that they would also remove a section of bone from the back of her skull to give her more space and take a sample of it to biopsy.
I think we both spent weeks in shock and my depression kicked in. We took the kids to Slovakia for 2 weeks so my wife could see her family and then the pair of us traveled back ourselves for the surgery. My wife (the amazing selfless person that she is) refused to take the children back so as to make sure they enjoyed their summer holidays in Slovakia.
Queue the night before surgery and the first thing my wife was told was there was a potential for paralysis or death with the op.
Anyway everything went reasonably well however they could not safely biopsy the tumour due to how meshed it was. And after the surgery for an unknown reason my wifes eyes were slightly damaged (she now needs prisms in her glasses)
That was 2 and a half years ago, and so far things appear fairly stable, she has a sore neck all the time, she is dizzy almost all the time and her face is slightly squint (pulled to one side)
But she still does her best to fight on with life and stay positive and not let on anything is wrong (very few people know and the kids are not even aware of what happened)
We go for annual MRI scans and have to just live each day as it comes.
I get so upset when I think how scared she must be and how she keeps going with her life.
Also I have been with her since I just turned 18, almost 16 years together, I get I basically matured with her and grew up with her, and I am so scared of what is going to happen in the future, I keep imagining how she will suffer as things get worse, and how I will cope on my own without her in my life.
Her and the kids are my everything.
Anyway sorry for such a miserable thread
post edited by BROKEN - 2015/09/08 09:41:47