Cycle 2a has started!

Today I met a lovely old man while I was waiting for my Monday morning blood test. He had a head of fantastically wayward short fuzzy grey hair. He stopped me and said his had started growing back (I told him it looked fabulous) but he said they were going to take it away again…

Call to action – hit me with your book recommendations!

Ok so Chemo brain is a thing. Even when I’m not too bad, I just have blank spots in my brain. I’ll be talking along fine and either my brain will substitute a word in that is entirely the wrong word, hell it might not even sound the same. Or I’ll just stop and no…

Delirium and Midnight Alarms

Firstly, before I get to the story from which this post got its name, I hobbled in to the ward on Monday. Hobbled? Yes hobbled. Must have looked an absolute mess. Especially with my bald head too. Someone even moved to give me somewhere to sit on the bus ride down the hill. How come…

Methotrexate!!!

Methotrexate is seriously a walk in the park compared to my lovely Cisplatin/Doxorubicin combo from the first week. I mean… I guess I should start from the beginning. So I come in on the Monday and I have to be here for pre appointments with literally everyone, checks, talks, find out about my drugs, etc….

Day four and first week of chemo is DONE!

Day four, I woke up tired and in pain. Surprise surprise. My back was starting to hurt from lying down (lots more on this later, unfortunately), and my chest was sore from the chemo pumping in. But there was a light at the end of this tunnel, today I was getting disconnected and going home! Charlie was…

The adventures and ordeals of Chemo day 3

By the third day I was still in pain. Every time it pumped (which was every few seconds) I had pain and discomfort in my chest. I tried to spend the morning napping and then went back to the ward. They were naturally worried and sent me swiftly down for a chest X-ray. Which I…