I’m 70 today, I don’t believe it. We actually decided to postpone the thing till January when I should be feeling better, but various people called round to wish me well, and I got to see a friend from school when I was 8, whose birthday is 2 days later then mine.
Yesterday was not good. The stomach trouble (and that’s a euphonism) turned into an agonizing windlock. It took over an hour of massage by my wife to clear it.
It was not good, and the next days are when I can expect to be at my lowest after the chemo. So back to the opening medicine! But it’s now 19 days to go to end of the tablets.
Let’s change the subject, I promised several days ago to write about my new hair. It’s time I kept my promise.
That’s it, the last chemo. I even got to ring the bell for end of treatment (picture below). (Except for the 20.5 days of tablets)
Went to the Christie today and my blood passed as satisfactory, so it’s the infusion tomorrow. The last one, and just 22 days of tablets. Then that’s it, treatment finished.
The normal schedule is week 1 starts with a blood check followed by chemo infusion. This lasts all day and is utterly mindblowingly boring. Then week 3 begins with a checkup, and the next week the whole cycle starts again.
Sorry for the outage. Start of the week was bad. My wife’s PC started to play up.
By tomorrow night I’ll be 50% of the way through this second chemo. That will be a good milestone.
Last night’s post was slightly short. Well I wasn’t feeling too good at the time.
They said days 4 – 6 after the chemo are the worst. They were right.
It’s now three days since the infusion, and apart from mild constipation and a touch of thrush in my mouth, I’m feeling good.
So far I’ve not lost any hair, like I did last time, but there’s time yet. The worst time is usually days 4 to 6 . That’s when all the red and white blood cells die off and for a while they aren’t being replaced. That’s when I get weak and lethargic, and most vulnerable to infection.
Best of all I’m eating well, not normal quantities yet, but bigger than I used to. I don’t know if this means my remaining stomach has started to grow, but I am also putting on weight. Just a few pounds so far, but the trend is clear. The goal from the MRI had been not to lose very much, so I think I’ve beaten that.
And now it’s 39 days to go till the end of the treatment.
Just one outstanding issue to decide. Now my hair is growing back it’s curlier. I don’t like it, I’ve spent nearly 70 years cultivating a scruffy look, and now people are saying I look younger and better.
Frankly I disagree. I think my hairline resembles Ming the Merciless and the tuft at the front looks like Tin-Tin. But I seem to be in a minority of one.
What to do, decisions, decisions!