This has been by far my hardest week. After last Friday, I had the best weekend. Even though I still didn’t sleep well on Friday night, I was up doing the gardening, cleaning out the house, doing tip runs, and just getting on with things. Saturday and Sunday I just felt great. Then Monday, all the way through to Thursday, I just felt awful. If I got up to do some washing up after I finished, I would feel exhausted, so I spent most of this week in bed or lying on the sofa. It was a very frustrating few days because I wanted to continue with things around the house, but I just had no energy or enthusiasm. My symptoms exaggerated, more body aches, more nose bleeds, more heartburn than before. I think my body may be getting to a certain level where my body is really rejecting the drugs, and everything is just reacting. My breathing had become shallower sometimes and have developed a small cough. I don’t think it’s anything, but it’s just another thing to add to the list.

My positivity sank a little bit this week, along with my energy, so I was very much looking forward to today so that I can have my chemo, get some steroids, and get some energy!

Again, a quick chemo session today with my favourite nurse. Cannula straight in, pre-meds were ready, and we just got on with it!

Just 1 more Paclitaxel to go, and then onto the new drugs! Whoop!

In more positive news – my hair is already growing back – and it isn’t hurting my head, so I’m not shaving it off! Laura thinks I look like a minion… I am not so sure! ha!