Well my plumber has arrived so today is the day I get that downstairs toilet and it couldn't have came at a better time. Won't go into details but I have had a rough 2 days.
I am now well and truly at the stage where I just want everything finished. I have told my husband to just say no and stand his ground if I suggest anymore decorating or improvements. My friend asked why I decided to do it now and. It sounds silly but it is because if my next scan shows more progression it is highly probable treatment will stop and things should proceed rapidly. She was a bit bemused as I was doing all this and might not be around to enjoy it. But I would see it done and i know that my husband would not do it himself as he is very much a make do person. It also feels like our last house project together and although we are both exhausted we have had some laughs along the way and we have made a good team. I hope he will remember that.
I don't know if anyone else finds the oncology help lines an ordeal. I had to ring them yesterday just to ask if it was OK to take a particular med whilst on my chemo meds. Well we had to go through the whole check list and as usual it determined I needed to go to hospital. Not my hospital 5 mins up the road but one down the motorway. They did point out they would send transport for me but got rather annoyed when they finally accepted I was not going. I hate ringing as you always feel worse after talking to them and you get the guilt trip from hell. Today however a nurse rang to check on me and she totally understood and agreed I was better off at home than sat for hours in hospital waiting rooms. Technically I still tick the boxes to go in but she knows I know my body best and is going to check me again this afternoon. Just speaking to someone who listens and doesn't just depend on the check list makes you feel better. On the other hand I know the help line staff are not usually medically trained and they have to stick to the rules.
