Bex is doing really well, she is staying positive and doing all that is asked of her, she hasn't found any of it easy, but we admire her spirit and determination that this time she really will change her life around.
She is growing in confidence and tackling many of her fears and anxieties head on, yes, we have days that life is a struggle, but these will get easier.
The whole family and her work colleagues have been supportive, and we feel truly blessed that so many friends have put in offers of help, we thank you all.
So, Monday morning saw me rock up at the Oncology unit actually on time (!) Thats a first, it was like a meeting of old friends. All the same lovely smiling faces and big hugs all round.
Then of course down to business, I had the cannula fitted and started with a saline drip, then a litre of fluid, and after the cisplatin (chemo drug) but only a low dose. This was followed by some more fluid.
The whole process took about six hours, and fortunately to save parking the car Jack and Steph had dropped me in, and so Dan arrived in the afternoon to bring me home.
I felt ok, just a little spaced out, this was even more apparent as on our way home we stopped at the shop to buy a few groceries, whilst at the till I asked for a "hundred pay cards" when in actual fact I wanted a book of an hour paycards. No comment.
I did end up sofa surfing for a few hours, and then felt like making some soup, which I did- and put it in the aga........Tuesday morning when i was driving to yoga at 9:45am I remembered about it.....
Fair to say chemo brain has set in early.
The first few days post chemo I've had 'chemo cheeks' looks a little like sunburn, but no problem. By Tuesday evening my legs were swollen with what I presume is excess lymph fluid, a feeling i remember well from the last operation two years ago, decidedly uncomfortable.
I played racquetball on Wednesday morning, they didn't seem too bad, but got progressively worse as the day went on, felt like 'michelin man legs'. I did just ring Oncology and mention it, they said to come in for a blood test this morning, I said I was going to play badminton as sure that would help!
It wasnt easy lugging what felt like an extra kilo of water around the court in my legs, and it's fair to say my badminton prowess was appalling, its not good at the best of times, reckon a slug would have been faster, but at least I could say Thank You to the club for buying me flowers, and I had a few laughs along the way, medicine in itself.
Bex and I visited the hospital together together to have our respective blood tests, and then I went to a pilates class, which I really enjoyed. Havent managed to walk the dogs at all today as needed to rest instead.
Trying to get the balance right, (that'll be a first)- but I get firmly put in my place by one of the boys If they think I'm doing too much!
Guess who's in this month's gallery magazine? Steph and Rosie!
Jess by St Catherine's reservoir
A frustrating week for you Jill, but as ever you continue to face it head on and smile! I have to say you did make me chuckle asking for the 100 paycards. Sending you much love and hope to catch up when you’re up to it xxxx
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