Twelve Down

Twelve down and eight to go!

So far the side-effects are quite manageable though the fatigue is starting to get a hold now. It wouldn’t be so bad if I could have a sleep during the afternoon but of course I have to go for my treatment and, depending on how late they are running and how quickly my taxi home takes to get to me, it can be three or three thirty before I’m back and then I have other things to do. So I have about an hour’s sleep in the early evening and I’m OK. And of course I’m drinking more to keep fluid moving through my bladder so I’m up several times during the night.

Apart from that I’ve slipped into the routine quite easily but it is a bit of a drag having to go every day.

I heard from Stephen over the weekend and I am worried about him. I mentioned that his MRI scan had shown that he had not responded too well to the chemotherapy and that the team were thinking how to proceed. He has still not heard anything which I find worrying.

And he didn’t sound so good. He said he had had a few rough days caused by painful constipation which he put down to the side-effects of the chemo but I am not so sure as most of my side-effects have gone now. I fear that things are not going to work out well for him.