Chemo's Easy

Chemo's Easy
Me with my Hickman line "George"

Monday, 2 August 2010

Day 1: A trip to KFC turned into a lengthy stay in Addenbrookes!

My name is Deryn and I am 10 years old. I live in Watton with my Mum, Dad, Little Brother Dylan and my crazy dog Ozzy.

I will be using this blog to help me while I go through treatment and hopefully to help future child Leukaemia patients.

I had started to feel rough about two weeks ago and had begun to lose my appetite.
Mum and Dad became worried especially because I didn't want to play Rugby and had been complaining of pains in my left side

My GP checked me over and said that my spleen was a bit enlarged and that I should get checked over in hospital.

Mum and Dad took me to Norfolk and Norwich Hospital where they took some blood and then checked me over in A&E.

The Doctor in A&E diagnosed me as having Glandular fever and said that I should see my GP in a couple of weeks if the symptoms persisted.

Dad decided that we all deserved a KFC so we set off for Longwater.

I didn't get to eat much as I still didn't have an appetite.
As we were finishing, Mum got a phone call from my GP.
It seemed that the lab at Norfolk and Norwich had found something wrong with my blood samples and needed me to go back to the Jenny Lind Children's Centre for assessment.

When we got to the Jenny Lind Centre I was put in a treatment room and the Nurse put numbing cream on my wrists and inside my elbows as the Nurses wanted to steal more of my claret!



After a bit of a wait a consultant, registrar and two nurses came in and my family and I were told that I had Leukaemia.

I was shocked and upset and didn't know quite how to react.
Mum was in tears straight away and Dad went quiet.

I had to have blood taken and a chest x-ray before getting my Blue Light Taxi to Addenbrookes.

Mum and I rode in the ambulance and Dad went home to start sorting out kit for my stay in hospital.
Dad didn't get to Addenbrookes until gone nine at night and it was a bit of an emotional day all in all.

I didn't get to bed until about half twelve Saturday morning and I was absolutely shattered.

My nurse Stuart made me a midnight feast of  Peperami, Mini Baby Belle, toast and two cheese strings.
Stuart is awesome and kept my spirtits up by taking the mickey out of me.

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