Post 80: A Quiet Start to Tricycle Two
BP: perfect
Hair: greased up
Pain: none
Appetite: great
Anything else: Titus returns
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Awakening on the first morning after the second infusion of Carboplatin was a dream.
I kne...
Post 79: Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy.
The end justifies the means; all’s well that ends well…
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As you can imagine, being asked after half an hour in the local chemo Day Unit, “We’re not sure why you’re here — wh...
Post 78: Bloods and a Bus Ride.
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When faced with a challenge, think quickly and decisively.
(And then… try not to lose your cool when the bus is early; or late?)
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My Darling came downstairs looking like she’d stepped out of a glos...
Post 77: A lazy day with a hospital twist.
Weight: stable
Blood pressure: good
Hair: coiffured (with a hint of aging despair)
Today started as all the best ones do — under a duvet, mid-episode of a mu...
Post 76: I’ve not cried much lately, I must be stronger
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With Thursday’s chemotherapy now firmly booked, and my A&E visits becoming just ghostly memories, it’s finally time to breathe again. To prepare. To face the next roun...
