Week 8 - I'd rather forget it. Hallucinations and more.

Week 8 since treatment started, and the first week with no treatment, is a week in my life I'd really rather forget. It turns out I developed Aspirated Pneumonia and Week 8 I was running a fever over 40 degrees, while dealing with the after effects of chemotherapy AND radiotherapy. In addition, I was on morphine injections and cocaine mouthwash for pain, and was sweating and hallucinating, whilst in a 4-bed room in a public hospital ward. The burns on my neck from radiotherapy were at there peak, so imagine what the burns were like on the inside of my neck! In addition, chemotherapy was smashing me for six.

Seriously, I cannot imagine a worse week ever in my life.

Claire battled with a SNAFU to get me transferred across to St. Vincent's Private Hospital and by Thursday evening I was transferred across to the private hospital. If you are reading this and don't have private health insurance; get it. 

I don't have much of a recollection of this week other than frightening nights with hallucinations, terrible fevers, and just morphine after morphine injection. 

I know I was sending out some pretty weird text messages to a few people. I hope I was entertaining :)


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