... was today
I'm down to just ONE anti-sickness pill now - 2 more days of that until I have just the anti-congestant... and one week or so until I have NO MORE PILLS!
Wow, it's all finally coming to an end.
In general, I'm tired but feeling okay. Trying desperately to keep my mind busy, alongside keeping my taste buds busy too - this time's yuckmouth is unfortunately too close to what I tasted in hospital on Friday.
I must've thrown up at least 10 times, all whilst dealing with the side effects of the chemo being pumped into me. It was one of the hardest days of my life for sure. I guess, if you wanted an ending, it was a grisly one.. but it felt like it was an end. A crucible of an apt ending.
I think I'll take a couple of weeks off work to get my head together. I've started to think about life after chemo now the shackles of the chemo cycles has been lifted... more on this later on.
The next hospital appointment is on Wednesday, where we'll be planning my radiotherapy and, I'd guess, getting the equipment for it. By equipment, I mean they will need to have a plastic mould of my upper body with only tiny holes penetrating it at which the radiation will be aimed... I'd guess the rest would deflect it. I may even need tattoos apparently to pinpoint exactly where they'll be aiming the radiotherapy... we'll have to see after Wednesday. I'll doubtless need another CT scan, too.
On Thursday I am going to my GP to get some crazy dental toothpaste for radiotherapy patients. I went to see the dentists last week in prep for the radiotherapy (they passed me dentally fit to be zapped!) but said I needed some special toothpaste for poor chemo gums.
I'll have more info on Wednesday
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