Margietee and everyone -thanks for welcomIng me back. Today has been so-so energy-wise. It was a slow struggle to get up and dressed. I need to take breaks between tasks!
I wrote a thank you note to the chemo unit staff , then realised that the card was upside down, so I had to copy the note into anoth card! We drove to Costco and picked up one of their giant iced cakes and delivered it to the unit, and got rid of my sharps bin at the same time. Unfortunately hand/foot syndrome is rearing it'd dead and is had to ask for another prescription while I was there!
I feel a little bit wistful that I won't be having the rest of my treatment there, as they've been amazing. Truth be told, I may elect to have surgery elsewhere as my inpatient experiences haven't been good.
Afterward, mum had to drive me to Canary wharf John Lewis for a new light duvet, as I'm too weak for 13 tog(!) mum bristled a little but here's the thing: canary wharf is further away than other places, and might cost more. But between my SEs and the Olympics hoopla in Easy Londonm its the only non-crazy place where we can still (almost) drive to the door! And yes, we were in and out in 30 mins... That wouldn't happen in Stratford right now, even if I could have saved money.
At this point I should try and find an appetite, cos Im sure I've buRned off that single ginger biscuit I've eaten all day....