Bit
of a rough day, got worse as it's gone on. Felt quite upbeat this morning when
Fran and the Gang popped over for a visit.
#TeamVicki
have been awesome once again with their visits and deliveries of lasagne, soup,
casserole, cake, flowers, doing ironing and washing up, not to mention school
pick ups and drop offs and loads more that my chemo brain is failing to recall.
But a huge heartfelt thank you again, we couldn't make it without you....well
it would be a far more chaotic, messy set-up with activities missed, take away
or fishfingers on offer to eat!!
A
raft of symptoms today ranging from sweats to shakes. Completely zombified by
early evening again. Bad stomach (I was told that the Docetaxel is very harsh
on your stomach), reflux, irritability, some nausea. Tonnes of hair shedding,
ugh it's everywhere - even in food or drinks when you go to have some. All over
the keyboard...everywhere. It was the best decision ever having it cut into a
short style to avoid the terrible upset that I went through last time I went
through chemotherapy. But the cold cap has worked well so far for me and
massively slowed down the hair loss. Nair and razors are already an
(unmissable) thing of the past!!!
2am
Thursday 9th March - Dosing on the couch and desperately wanting to sleep yet
the steroids practically make it impossible. So it feels like I'm in some sort
of surreal dream world. My friend Deborah called over this evening and if I
remember rightly I could barely even speak to her I was so confused and 'out of
it' (sorry chick!) And when Russell and Catherine came bearing more food and
flowers I think I was the grumpiest person on the planet (sorry to you two as
well!) #therealityofcancertreatment
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