It’s Independence Day – not just for the Americans. Today – 04/07/2012 is #6 of 6 in my chemotherapy regime.
I should be excited – but I’m sick.
The last chemotherapy session should be cause for celebration, but I’m yet to ride out the effects of the last treatment as I brace for this final hit. Still, I manage to smile (not quite as broadly as Paul though!)
As thankful as I am to the wonderful team of nurses who’ve looked after me in that unit, I can’t seem to find the energy to say “YAY – it’s time to get out of here”. You see, I’ve got some idea of what the next few weeks are going to be like. The celebrations will come after I’m over the worst.
Before I could do a runner, I had a bit of a reaction again. So scary.
Thankfully Elke and the team were onto it quickly and the oxygen helped me chill a bit (rude interruption while I was trying to fill out the patient satisfaction survey!).


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