This week I am writing this from my bed while watching The Bill. Yes I watch The Bill. I have watched it for years and I used to make everyone at University sit and watch it each week so I wouldn’t miss it. Very sad I know but quite funny at the same time.
I got a bit annoyed and upset last week because I was ill. I had had my chemo on the Friday so it made it my good week where I am able to go out, but for the last few treatments I have had bad side effects which means I am ill on my good week and by the time I am better it is my low week where I cant really go out, so this got me a bit stressed and down with myself.
Every Sunday after my chemo I wake up with a bad mouth and then for the next three or four days I am not able to eat, drink or talk properly because of the pain. I then have pains in my chest where my line is, so I am not sleeping very well at night because whatever way I lay it hurts. It got that bad I ended up going to Little Aston to have a blood test to make sure my blood count was okay and nothing else was wrong. My blood count came back and it was the highest it has been which surprised me a lot. I felt like rubbish yet my blood count was fine, very strange. I know being ill isn’t my fault but I hate knowing it is going to happen every time I have my chemo. I don’t think I can put up with going through that pain until the end of my treatment.
My sister Sarah’s sickness bug hasn’t helped either this week. It is my low week and I am not if I can help it allowed to go by people who are ill. So every time she goes into a room I come out of it. It has been quite funny when it comes to watching the TV in the lounge. We have had to sit opposite ends of the room like two little kids who have been naughty.
Fingers crossed for this Friday. I am off for another session of treatment, so lets hope I can have it seen as I have been unwell again. Last time this happened I couldn’t have my chemo and it had to be delayed.
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