I’m Alive

Just a quick post to let you know I am still alive and moving.

I am not going to go into great detail just yet because I am ready to go back to bed for a while but lets just say the internal spa treatmenet I had yesterday (commonly known as chemo) was a breeze. Seriously, it was fine. Lots of pretty coloured liquid squirted into me, pretty orange wee wee to follow and I was outta there.

It was a two hour session but with all that goes on and having Sam and Accalia there with me, it was out of there in no time.

Sam and I even decided to have a quick lunch at the pub on the way home and then I hit the sack. I was in bed at 3:30pm when we got home, work at 5:30pm for my daily mum call, woken at 8:30pm by Dr Hands (Sam) to take my temperature and demand I drink water and administer some panadol and that was that.

The excellent and amazing this about this chemo, and I hope it continues, are the dreams! They are better than any movie or book I have read. Lots of drama and excitement and yes, a wee bit of hanky panky.

I can’t say I am feeling all perky and lovely today but that alright, I can feel a bit pooey.

I am waiting for this particular drug the nurses called ‘dexis’ to kick in because apparently I am going to feel amazing and wonderful and everything will seem perfect. Apparently I’ll be on these dexis for two days ‘woop wooop’ party at my place and then I’ll go through withdrawals for two days, party is over on Sunday peeps.

The only thing I am really suffering from besides tireness is a slight headache.

I’ll tell you more later because now I have been fed and watered, I am going back to bed.

Thank you to everyone for the amazing and wonderful good wishes.

PS: I think I am going to have poop problems because there was a lot of talk about constipation and binding (that is a crap word hehe) but thanks to my night nurse, I have sachets to help that happen. I do NOT like NOT pooping.

Me and Dr hands 🙂

Back to bed for me xx

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Squares Make Me Happy

Remember how my Granny knitted me a square because I wanted a positive piece of my Granny to be with me through chemo. Well, it turns out my gorgeous daughter has also knitted me a square and I can’t wait to see it. She is going to bring it to chemo tomorrow to visit me and deliver the square. I was telling my mum over the phone during our nightly 5:30pm phone catch ups about these squares and said, I might collect enough squares that I can possibly make a rug out of.

How awesome would that be? (hint hint). Personally, I can’t knit but I do love the idea of squares coming along, unmatched but with their own specialness. Mum has agreed to make one too.

Accalia (daughter) has advised me hers has holes in it but really, who cares? She has made this square for me. Just like my Granny did and just like my mum is about to.

Yes, tomorrow is Spa Day commonly known as chemo. This will be the first of many and I want to thank everyone for their text messages, emails and blog messages of kindness and well wishes.

What concerns me is that I am not as worried as everyone else is expecting me to be. Does that make sense? I keep getting asked how I am coping and sending me best wishes which is all lovely and such but whilst I am not concerned about the Spa Therapy, people seem very confused that I am not.

Maybe I’ll be worried more so tomorrow than now because it is still a day away.

Here are my two girls, Kelly and Accalia.

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