Well, this is it. 12 days in Mexico done. One hospital room. Zac and I. Treatment after treatment. Dendritic cell therapy and bone marrow stem cell therapy have been the most 'different/complex' ones to get my head round. But then again, not much I have to do other than try, and trust, and hope, and be positive. As I felt right from the beginning, Dr Payan, the doctor here, knows his stuff and is doing everything he can to help me. We had a good meeting yesterday, going through everything I've done here and going through everything I will be doing to carry on the protocol when I get home. He said he's here with me every step of the way from now on in. It's going to take focus on my part (and communication with him), but I know I can do that.
My bowels are a bit out of whack, but hopefully being back on home turf with food and water that my tummy recognises will help. My face is a little bit large shall we say - the steroids that I'm to keep the swelling down in the brain give a sexy kinda swollen look in the face :) But other than that, the body's feeling good! ...and it's only gonna get better from here. I know it. So here goes. England here we come. It'll be nice to be home, that's for sure. See you all on the flip side. xxx
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