Yesterday the TV/satellite man came to try and hook us up to 'modern technology'. Son no 1 who mostly works from home was instructed to be available to receive him if I wasn't around. Due to arrive at 1pm, he was a little early at 12.50pm and as it happens daughter was home and let him in. Son was taking a shower , (for those who remember the main shower is unusable due to major accident with glass door and son no.3....) so he was in another bathroom. Hearing from his sister that TV man had arrived he thought his best course of action to avoid appearing in the kitchen in his 'boxers' would be to take a 'short cut' to his bedroom. This actually means going outside and crossing a gravel courtyard, so he braced himself and went for it........... bumping straight into TV man who was outside waiting by his van....!!!!!!!
Luckily for us he wasn't too put off by the sight of a scantily clad youth hurtling towards him(if you can 'hurtle' with bare feet on gravel)! He does promise (the man not the son) to come back next week and finish the job, let's hope he does!
I felt very humbled by the Christmas gift that was dropped off by a dear friend RL, on behalf of St Martin's Methodist Chapel. So very kind of them to think of me, and although I do feel a bit of a fraud (there are people far more poorly than me) for taking it, I thank them all the same.
Hubby mortified this morning that he forgot I was having Chemo today, I think it's fair to say he has had a lot on his mind this week....anyway after an early morning dog walk in the drizzle I went to the hospital.
Two new nurses from the UK, one JL (same initials as me, but fear not, I have not started administering my own chemo!) had the pleasure(!) of looking after me today. We began trying to warm up my hand with a heat pad, before being cannulated and bloods taken, this all took a good 20 minutes, and then I had the saline drip whilst waiting for the results....
Yes, you guessed it bloods rubbish...... haemoglobin's dropped to 10.9, clotting platelets down again to 47 and neutrophils 0.6 which means I'm neutropenic AGAIN , YAY!!!!!
Dr H and I (we know each other quite well now!!) discussed the options, I could have the chemo and an injection to boost the white cells up (it has worked before) but to the detriment of my clotting platelets. As they are already dropping that could have serious consequences, or we could wait and see another few days to see if they might pick up of their own accord. We decided on the latter, so back to hospital on Monday morning for a blood check. This means that I will not start the first one of this particular cycle until next Thursday, which of course has a 'knock on' effect!!!
Now for the good news, because I've turned all that on it's head and I'm jolly pleased not had Chemo today as I have my 'work' Christmas party tomorrow night, and I need all my energy for eating, chatting and dancing, not necessarily in that order!!!!
“You must make a decision that you are going to move on. It wont
happen automatically. You will have to rise up and say, ‘I don’t care
how hard this is, I don’t care how disappointed I am, I’m not going to
let this get the best of me. I’m moving on with my life.”
― Joel Osteen
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