The last few months Viki has shared with us, her story week to week. Here is the next part.
“The morning arrived, and it was the day l find out if chemo was working. Off I went to the hospital again. It seemed I spent most of lockdown in there, in out in out like a yo-yo.
I made my way upstairs to the MRI room and took a seat and waited. My head was in a million places and I almost felt like throwing up. Nothing new there.
I was called in to get ready; this MRI was the scariest to date. If things were not good, how was I going to let these doctors cut my head open?
So, an hour went by in the MRI and I was finally done. Got dressed and headed over to the team of surgeons who were going to tell me how everything was going. Walking in like soldiers the doctors sat down and looked over at me and smiled. Was that a smile of concern? Or a smile that there was good news?
I went into that dark place where things were all a blur, and I could see mouths moving but there was no sound coming out of them. Hands were moving and I was just sitting there. My body was there but my mind was somewhere far far away. What was I doing I needed to snap out of this! Whatever is going to happened I will fight with every inch of my body…”
– Viki (TF Staff, Community Liaison Consultant)
….Stay tuned for what happened next, coming up next week….