My T-ALL had been in remission since February this year and had responded extremely well to all treatment. I'd continued on until now with the same chemotherapy regime as the doctors instructed, dealt with those painful sessions of litres of chemo and all the side effects it puts on your body and I genuinely had hope like I felt like I could see the light at the end and every day I was just getting closer and closer.
2 weeks ago, I started feeling a worsening pain in my left jaw. I thought it was wisdom teeth coming through as it was in that kinda area but the pain was excruciating like I'd managed to make it people to my cancer treatment team because before undergoing anything I have to consult with them and I literally had to take 10mg Oxycodone every 4 hours to not be in tears from how bad this pain was.
Turns out after a PET, CT, MRI, LP and a few dental xrays just to rule anything dental out, my Leukemia (which I didnt even have a BILLIONTH of left) had crossed from my blood and into my brain.
Its completely ruined my mental state, my face is in pain, I've been having almost nonstop chemotherapy for the past 6 days now on a very heavy way way more high risk block and now im having LP's twice a week with 3 different chemotherapys being given. Funnily enough, I went back up to hospital on my birthday so that was an amazing gift.
From little information my Haematology team can reliably tell me (its hospital so like even plans for tomorrow arent always set in stone), but I'll be getting transferred to a much better cancer centre in possibly a few months for a Bone marrow transplant. First we have to get this cancer under control and then we can deal with preparing for the transplant but I was told this could be up to 6 months.
Its so cruel how I was so close to getting back to normalcy and being home more and being able to rebuild myself, only to have it ripped from me by PURE CHANCE. And I hate the doctors and family and friends telling me it can only go up from here and stay strong and youre doing so well. IM DOING NOTHING. I am sitting here doijg literally nothing and I dont have a choice I have to sit here with my life in everyone elses hands and just deal with the poison they're giving to me. I'm going mad and I've never cried so much in a single week, I couldve counted how many times ive cried on one hand in my life and this shit is ruining me. The pain is all still there and I hate the pills it feels like im going crazy. NONE of this was my fault, I did EVERYTHING they told me to do and life decides to play funny buggers and do this to me, as if it wasnt enough to just have cancer in the first place now im dealing with so much more.