Better late than never!

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Tuesday 20 th December.

Well much better late than never, I got the second dose of chemotherapy this morning after Fridays postponement, the kind nurse phoned me yesterday to tell me that my neutrophils had gone up from very very low, where they had been at the 10 day stage and stayed until the second blood test, which actually turned out to be the fourth...to normal! I think she was surprised too. How did that happen?

I did give my bone marrow a damn good talking to all weekend and fed it lots of home made soup, spinach and other 'lovely' food. Problem is I'm going to have to do that before every second blood test now, just in case that was the reason it picked up so well, also it could've been my hubbys veg curry that he made, but he can't remember what he did, he just throws things in a pan and hopes for the best.

Today was quite a nice day today. I took the nurses in some of my mince pies I'd made, I think they were pleased not to get more chocolates! There were a mountain of boxes and tins and bottles of alcohol, she said they share them all out with the other units they deal with. I thought that was a lovely idea.

After a second attempt at getting a vein everything went smoothly, plus she told me that I could visit my daughters for Christmas as long as I was sensible and took my notes and meds with me. Well I can be very sensible when I want to, that was the best news in a while, so we started making plans. 

 After the chemo  we walked the dogs on the beach and watched a wind surfer for a while, then got fish and chips, but they didn't quite taste right, but I suppose that's to be expected. 

While waiting outside the chip shop, which is on the promenade so always busy somebody 'stole' my parking space, she could see I was waiting, indicator flashing, but she nipped in there, like an exsorcet missile, I did manage to resist the temptation to whip off my hat to scare her, or make her feel guilty. After that we got a couple of more presents and had coffee before heading home. It's was a quiet night of feeling slightly sick and achy but nothing too bad really.

I missed doing the blog yesterday, well yesterday was a very long day.

First I was worried that the district nurse would forget me, she didn't, but when she came she was a lady I know...I wasn't expecting that at all, she was so lovely and chatty though, but she wasn't having a lot of luck with my vein, got there in the end though, but I think that vein needs a break. It's had it's fair share of use.

So I spent the whole day in a huge panic (not that anyone would know to look at me) convinced that they'd leave the chemo for longer or cancel it all together. My mind does go off on a tangent, I tried telling myself that they would have a plan b, but it only helped a little really.

When the phone rang at 5.50pm I just knew it was her, she had said no news would be good news on Monday regarding the bloods, so I took a deep breath and thought, here we go again, but in fact she was phoning with the good news and to put my mind at rest.

I'm going to try to get some shut eye now and think about Saturday when we visit our daughters.

Stop this ride... I want to get off!!!

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