Recovery

Well that was a very long day. Got to hospital about 10am and had my bloods taken by the lovely Cathy. I then went for my appointment with the onchologist. Following a lengthy discussion about the last treatment and the effects, she decided I needed a CT scan on my lungs. This was a little scary as I've never had one before. You lie in on a bed whilst a dye is injected into your vein (yep my poor old veins are once again bruised) and then this circular, doughnut thing whizzes around you.
I then went back for the results to discover I have a nodule on my lung. I've been told to try not to worry about it (yeah, right!) and will have to go and have another scan when the effects of this chemo have subsided. It just seems to be one thing after another.
I was one of the last in the Big Blue Chair again and wasn't finished till late. I am extremely grateful to the kindness of the nursing staff and am in complete awe of their compassion and humour. You have helped me get through the last horrid months and I thank you for making it as pain-free as possible. Thanks guys xxx

It's the final countdown.........

It's time to face the Big Blue Chair for the final time. I'm off today for the last of my chemotherapy treatments (still no sign of a fluffy robe or slippers). It has been so tough and I just need to get through these next few weeks without getting ill. My poor old legs are very swollen and painful and am sporting some cracking bruises. Not the most comfortable or attractive they've ever been. I think I may have overdone it on the walking/standing this weekend (& I didn't even dance at the lovely party chez Salmon either!!!).
Bracing myself for my final cocktail and praying to see the light at the end of the tunnel. See you soon xx

chemo - part 5

I'm off for another dose of the toxic stuff tomorrow. I'm hoping that they will go ahead with the treatment BUT there is a chance that they will delay it as I was so poorly with the last lot. I just want to get on with it and scratch it off the list.......... I'm eating a large bar of choc as I'm sure it'll boost my white blood cells (I'll just check with nurse Cheese). She and her nursing assistant Mr Cheese will be taking me to Mount Vernon tomorrow (giving my lovely husband a well-deserved break from it all) He ended up taking our large haired eldest to hospital on friday night with an asthma attack, poor boy. After a nebuliser, antibiotics and steroids he's fine and even managed to play in a football tournament today (they lost). I'll be introducing the lovely middle cheesies to the Big Blue Chair and maybe we'll go to the tuck and charity shops.
Thanks Mrs Littler for the mags and the orange fizzy energy (you are lovely).
Bye guys and see you in a day or two xxx

The onion - Chemo part 3

Today is part 3 of the chemo. This will be the last of this particular chemo cycle (FEC) , the final 3 will be Taxitere, and I'm not looking forward to those!
I've had a very tough few days and think I've cried till I can cry no more. I have to thank my dear friends who have helped me get through the dark moments over the last couple days. Thank you for listening to my sobbing and helping with the pain. You are a great bunch of friends and I don't know how I'd manage with out you.
Well I'm off to the big blue chair now for my cocktail................deep breaths and keep thinking this will mark the half -way point!
See you in a few days x

Recovery

I spent most of yesterday in a hazy sleep. I had an allergic reaction to something and they gave me a large boost of piriton. They said it could make me sleepy. 45 minutes later they woke me up to administer my cocktail (no umbrella or straw!) As I was soooo sick last time they upgraded me to a posh anti-nausea drug (at £17 a pill it had better work). I have to thank the hospital staff at Mount Vernon. They are a wonderful team of smiling faces, and keep you laughing throughout the whole ordeal. I've promised to take in some M&S mini tubs when I next go in, that will hopefully see them through the long hours.
I slept off and on for 14 hours last night. I was sick a couple of times but nothing near like last time, hooray for the mega pill. Today has been a fuzzy, sleepy day. Am tucked up in bed, staring out at the lovely sunshine but haven't got the energy to go and enjoy it.
A big thank you Mole for having the cheeslets, thanks Mrs Littler for the spag bol and thanks Mrs Bragg for the movie. They've both had a great time. xxxxxx