The Morning After The Night Before

Wednesday 16th February

I wake after a fitful night feeling and probably looking like Quasimodo. The pain from my shoulder/neck actually makes walking difficult.

My appointment is at 1pm and as per usual we arrive in plenty of time. I sit and wait fully expecting to have to have another blood test and then be sent home.

The nurse asks to weigh me. This is a good sign. Apparently my neutrophils are up to 2.43 which just goes to show you never can tell!

The session goes off without a hitch although I am generally more concerned about the pain from my shoulder. Then that's it, it's done. No more chemo - EVER!!!

In spite of being given copious quantities of anti-emetics I still throw up a lot.

I also throw up the next morning, which as you can appreciate was really grotty as there was nothing to throw up. I seem to suffer from dry retching more this time than ever before.

The problem with the last chemo is that people seem to think that I am fine immediately, however, it will be a good 3 to 4 weeks before I start feeling normal again and possibly my hair growing back.