All went well with hubby's first chemo yesterday - the only hiccup being that there was no parking spot outside the unit so I had to drop him off, then drive round the hospital to find a place and leg it back. Lo and behold as I arrived at the unit doors I espied a parking space!
Once treatment started hubby realised he had made a mistake with the reading material - a newspaper, too big to handle. Instead he dozed through the bits in between the nurse fiddling. Well doing her job really but as he's on two different meds and there's the flushing before, in the middle and at the end, there's a lot of bag changing.
Both of us slept well last night, although awake very early this am. Mick was up before me which is unheard of when he hasn't something on. He's says his chest feels easier although he still had the horrendous coughing episode for 10 minutes after rising.
