Back in the game!

I'm sure if you've been following this blog you will have noticed a running theme of frustration, anxiety and fear... and with good reason. We have bounced from bad news to not so good news back to terrifying news. It's been a rollecoaster built mainly of low points. We were denied the all important info that we had travelled to London for last week leaving us all in complete limbo regarding the rest of the treatment and the suspicious node which was surgically removed from my neck. It was made clear that if this node was contained cancer cells it would sugest that the cancer was well on its way to developing elsewhere in my body and so limiting greatly any chance of cure.  We had been told that the call would come from London on either the Monday or the Wednesday of this week... well it came today instead while I was driving to Trelisk hospital to get my ear looked at. The phone rang, I pulled over. It was Professor Nutting "Hello, firstly great news on the neck node, it's come back clear from the lab"... I could have cried with relief, instead I almost punched a hole in the roof linning of the van with joy!!! He went on to say that he needed to see my in December at some point to discuss Radiotherapy, but that won't start until after Christmas. All I had in my head then was that I will be at home and well with B and the kids over Christmas.... Yes!
I realise that I'm not out of the woods yet by a long way, but this means I'm at least back in with a fighting chance, or to use Peter Clarke's words "back in that 20%". It has been the best day I've known in a very long time indeed. I still have cancer, but for the first time since this began it feels like the dice has finally rolled in my favour, and for that I am very thankful.