Today I am 26. Thank you to all who have written me or phoned me or carded me.
Sadly, this day coincided with the most tiring day on the recovery schedule. The Sunday after Friday treatment is always a bit of a write-off. As much as I tried to be energetic and birthday-like, I am so lethargic.
I've come to the conclusion that, for this year, my birthday is to be postponed until later on in the summer when I can really enjoy it, rather than a day when I feel variously queasy, woozy and sleepy. Yuckmouth has also visited me in a big way - I've only really been able to taste a vague metallic taste all day.
Anyway, I know it's early on in the recovery cycle to be writing but I have to say that this treatment has been quite strongly felt in contrast to the previous five. I'm definitely far more tired and generally a bit addled by it all.
But all in all I am thankful. Thankful that this is only happening now, at treatment six. I've had five treatments that have been a trudge but not the kind of somnolent crash I'm feeling this time round.
I'm really looking forward to when this is all over - less than four weeks 'til the end of chemo - and when I can go out and enjoy a birthday in the sun without worrying about everything I do at the moment. And without days like these in my life.
So happy birthday to me. But to be celebrated belatedly. Not like this.
Onwards and upwards - not far to go now is the mantra!
T
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