Threw my rattle out of my pram on Tuesday when I had a phonecall to say my neutrophils weren't high enough to have chemo on Wednesday. That was supposed to be my halfway mark AND now I won't be finished with chemo by Christmas. I really really hate not being in control!!!
Have lovely friends though - one of them came round with a book called 'super dooper soups' which has recipes for all sorts of predicaments, e.g. tiredness, spotty skin, etc. etc. She also brought two litres of 'immunity booster soup' (it's very tasty) and said I have to pick some more nice immunity recipes and she'll make the soup for me. So I am not complaining at all anymore. Have also had kiwi fruit and lots of orange juice, so the next blood test should be fine.
On another level: I would like to know why only most of the hair on my head is gone (at least if it was all gone it would look sort of interesting) and why do I still have to pluck my eyebrows? And why did I get a period when I was told in no uncertain terms that would stop? - I am looking at this as evidence that I have really overactive hormones and this is behind the whole stupid cancer thing. Will discuss this with oncologist next week.
Upwards and onwards!
