I was discharged from Addenbrookes yesterday evening (Friday) - what a lovely feeling. I had been brilliantly looked after but it was so nice to sleep in my own bed again. It was Andrew's birthday yesterday but I wasn't much company for him as I couldn't even eat supper, just watched while he ate his. We'll just have to treat Sunday lunch as his birthday meal instead (hopefully by then I will be up to eating again.
This lot of chemo has left me very tired and, for the first time very nauseous. I barely ate anything on Thursday and Friday and slept most of those two days. I slept much better last night and at least managed some breakfast and am now approaching some minestrone soup for lunch. I have no other side-effects but the exhaustion is quite impressive - I can do something for about an hour and then have to sleep. I have an appointment at the hospital at 09:30 on Monday - I hope I will manage to get out of bed for that!
So now there is about 2 weeks' wait for my counts, particularly my clotting levels, to recover and then we do it all over again just in time for Christmas. Now that I know how I will feel afterwards I need to start doing my Christmas prep now as I may not be here/fit to do it the week beforehand.
Just in a week here the leaves seem to have come down completely. The view from the bedroom window is now decidedly wintry, in that we can see all the way up the park (in spring and summer the hedge gets in the way). I find the bare trees have their own beauty.
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