Thursday 24 November 2016
Today was almost a repeat of yesterday. We walked the dogs before going to the hospital for the pre chemo meeting. The meeting went on and on, but I have to say that the nurse was very thorough, and she had a great sense of humour! Lots of scary stuff and side effects explained, but what choice do I have? Im happy that there is a treatment, however brutal it is. I'm going to hope for the best and be glad I'm starting the treatment in 17.5 hours. At least I know what to expect now.
Dogs walked on the beach on the way back, husband cooked dinner, posh bubble and squeak, it was divine.
That's it really, time to begin the fight back. I'm tired and emotional tonight, i don't know why but I seem to swing from the positive to the what ifs. I must live in the now. I'm sure I'll feel happier when I start the treatment tomorrow.
Stop this ride...I want to get off.
