The kids have done great. We went for full disclosure but with “Unless something goes wrong, this should all end okay” rather than giving them exact percentages (80-85% cure rate). They know every detail of neutrophil counts and liver bone tests and have a real interest in it. The surgery wasn’t bothersome for them but the first chemo was a little scary as they’d never seen me wiped like that. I let them watch the injections to numb them to it and they’re a bunch of gruesome weirdos so they’re fine with it.
You’re still at the raw and scary bit. It gets easier with the kids as it goes on. Thank god it was Y10 for the eldest though and not Y11!!!
This has become their normal and we’ve managed plenty of days out during EC Chemo. Went to Badminton Horse Trials, bowling, horse racing, weddings. All either on steroid days or last week of the cycle days. Day 3-14 have not involved days out really at all!
But they come and lie in bed and watch movies and I have more time to listen than ever before and there are upsides to that.
I have a massive puzzle and puzzle roll that we pull out and do. I’ve become the housewife type Mum that I’ve never been able to be.
The baldness was the hardest moment for them I think. I shaved at about Day 20 of first cycle as hair was shedding so fast and I did three bunches and they each cut one and then they helped the hairdresser shave it. All they did was laugh about it and make it fun. It softened the whole thing by involving them.
My girls have helped choose endless head scarves and make it a fun fashion mission while my son (15) makes Gollum jokes and loves rubbing the soft baby hair that is growing in.
None of them are embarrassed about their little bald Mummy at all. I was surprised at that. I would have been if I’m honest. Oldest and youngest have told more friends while middle is more private about things. I only told parents in 9 year olds class as I wanted the party line from parents to be “Maggie’s Mummy has cancer but it’s curable!”. Haven’t really told parents (except ones I’m friends with) in the Y8 and Y10 ones as I wanted them to be choose which kids would know.
They’ve grown up. They’re nicer to each other and more understanding of the limitations of what we can and can’t do. I didn’t want them to learn this lesson this way but they’ve cut the crap a LOT which isn’t a bad thing. Their knowledge of science is through the roof now and it seems to give them security to understand that EC kills cells while Docetaxel affects cells differently so that our own bodies kill the cells. They understand why I have the side effects I do and that radiotherapy may burn me after the summer.
Not everyone agrees with full disclosure but it works for us. I have told my girls that they will be scanned earlier than most women to prevent it getting to the stage that mine did (lymph nodes) and that I’m having genetic tests (unlikely to come back as anything given family history) but it’s to keep them safe and prevent them ever needing the whole shebang like me.
It’s not a lesson we want for them but they’re nicer people for it so it’s really not all bad xx