…..would be proud of me. My mouth and throat are a sanctuary it seems for thrush. Ok, so maybe Mr Oddie wouldn’t be that impressed as it’s not the feathered variety of thrush but you can’t please all of the people all of the time! I actually thought I was doing quite well clearing them out of the nesting spot at the back of my throat but Dr Tinkerbell said otherwise and Tuesday’s chemo was postponed. …
….from both sides now” Clouds …why clouds? On Tuesday I had my weekly consultant consultation and we discussed my latest ct scan images. Clouds, that’s what I have!! I can’t remember if I said in an earlier post but I’ve developed an allergy to the IV contrast they use to enhance the images of scans so now mine are a bit blurry to say the least. Rather than defined ‘blobs’ on my liver I now have clouds…
….or what? A difficult one to decide. I think I’ll opt for the celebration simply because any excuse for a party seems good to me! So why a celebration? Believe it or not it’s a year ago since I was diagnosed with secondary breast cancer. A year which has flown past and seen a huge change in “normal” life for all in the Bad Fairy family. According to some a year which I was unlikely to see through ……as if…
……fun and frolics! OK, who forgot to pack the fun and frolics? I can do the odd funless day with no frolics but not two weeks worth thank you very much! It all started (surprisingly enough) about two weeks ago. After a chat with Dr Socks we all agreed that the Red Devils needed to be sacked as they appear to have done what little good they are capable of. Next question, what to replace them with…
…..junior style. Picture the scene, the Bad Fairy family trundling along in the car early on a Monday morning and the following conversation takes place. Master BF, “Where’re we going? Oh, it’s the hospital. Why? It’s sooo boring!” Me, “I have to have my weekly blood test so we won’t be here long.” Master BF, “That’s no fun. It’s so sooooo boring.”…
