Hello again, it’s Willberry! Hannah and I have decided to write a joint blog for our website to keep you up to date in a more detailed way that is totally up to you when you follow it and when you catch up. There’s quite a lot going on in this one as a huge amount has happened since where we left off in our initial stories (that’s three lots of chemo, an infection and VIP Willberry events) but I hope that by blogging like this it will help everybody understand what we are going through together and how we are #kickingcancersbutt as best we possibly can!
Hello hello, its Hannah this time! I thought I would take over the reins from Willberry in the hope that maybe I can be a little more concise about the start of my chemotherapy cycle two than the last blog you poor people had to ramble through… So where did Willberry finish off for me to start?
Hello again, Willberry Wonder Pony here hoping all of my fans out there haven’t missed me too much. I hear I have quite the fan base now; 12,000 followers on Instagram and 2,000 on twitter! Oooh I say, I do feel rather special, although Hannah keeps reminding me I “mustn’t let it get to my head else it’ll get as big as my belly” which personally I think is rather rude. So let’s head back to last Sunday shall we, Hannah’s first Sunday in a long time she’s been out of hospital.
So after such a lovely day at Chepstow on the Saturday it was fair to say Hannah’s body hadn’t enjoyed it as much as her heart had, though I must say I was a little worse for wear too after being strapped by my arms to a stirrup loop! But oh dear did her whole body ache and groan that Sunday, Monday and after that. Not fair is it when you enjoy something so much yet get punished for it is it?
Well Saturday was Hannah’s first night back in a comfy bed after a very long time in hospital - hallelujah! Finally her pain seems to be almost sorted bar some stiffness from radiotherapy which is really great news and I’m so chuffed for her. A bacon and egg sandwich, yes some real food for the first time in ages, started our day followed by a lovely time in the sun watching Frank being schooled. It’s bitter sweet watching him being ridden but ultimately gives Hannah a true drive to get back on board and beat this awful disease. Her Grandma and Grampy came for lunch and a catch up which was really lovely before the other Granny came for tea and cake that afternoon! So many visitors, but what can I say, I am a VIP after all (with 15,000 followers on Instagram now – thank you!).
Firstly I would like to apologise profusely for my owner having only just given me my first proper holiday to catch up with all my blog writing – and there’s a lot of it I tell you! But, rather than miss out on any of our exciting adventures, we head back to the start of August for chemotherapy round two.
We, that’s myself, Hannah and Mum, arrived at hospital bright and early; 8 in the morning to be exact. Hannah was complaining of boredom already and it was only day 1. Clearly she was feeling much better and had got the riding bug again.
That was a pretty good cliff hanger wasn’t it? Had you on the edge of your seat? Well I can tell you now that they let us go home. They took some blood from Hannah’s line to do some blood cultures and if anything grew then we’d have to come back in. When we finally made it home Hannah went to see Chesney straight away and gave him a massive hug. Afterwards she took Arnold, Ozzie and Barney for a lovely walk aboard Ronald with Mum, Dad and Sam. Once done everyone enjoyed a yummy tea but Hannah’s tummy was still unsettled from the chemotherapy and she felt unusually rough. Normally she is tired but not quite like this.
Hannah, Dad and I were in Bristol by 10.30am on Tuesday 1st September to begin round 3 of chemotherapy. We lugged all our bags out of the car in just 5 trips (that’s a record as we take so much stuff in now to keep us entertained) and unloaded it all in our room. Our day didn’t start well when we were told the chemotherapy poison still wasn’t ready and wouldn’t be ready until late afternoon. This meant they would be changing bags well into the night and Hannah would have even less sleep than usual, plus we had got there far too early and could have had way more time at home that morning. Having said that, we had the most incredible morning;
Uh oh. After Hannah’s friends had left having had the Chinese her temperature was starting to creep upwards. Not a good sign when its 37.8 before you go to bed, leaving us with just 0.2 to spare! Fingers crossed we make it through the night without it soaring. The next morning Hannah really felt horrendous. Faint and light headed with a constant throbbing pain in her head. We were soon off to the RUH for blood and platelet transfusions anyway as they had been booked the day before but once we got there her temperature went through the roof so that was that.
First and foremost let me apologise prefusively for my lack of blogging antics over the past few months. I have been a very slack wonder pony in that respect! That said, Hannah and I have been extremely busy and have lots to get you up to speed on however may have to miss out most of October, November and December in order to get you up to speed in time! So we will start in January!
Now I’ve been meaning to do this for such a long time I really have and I’m so sorry that it hasn’t happened beforehand. Finally I’ll give you some kind of explanation about just what has been going on in the last 7 weeks since we headed out to Ireland for my big wish, to ride internationally abroad for my country in top hat and tails. We managed it - it was a huge struggle but totally and utterly worth it.