Wednesday I wake up feeling desperately tired. This should be a day with my partner but I wont make it. I do my vitals and eventually get up and make toast and take my meds. It throws it down with rain and hail until lunchtime when my partner an I go to the local garden centre for lunch. We get the restaurant area and find that there is a 30 to 40 minute wait for food. I cant do that. So my partner and I shop at the butchers counter and raid the grocery store area. We return home and I eat the cottage pie bought from the butchers for lunch. I am knackered and try to rest, listening to radio shows on my ear buds and phone. Eventually I retreat to the bedroom where I lay and finish reading The Buddha in the Attic. The weather closes in again with mire rain and hail. I get up for the evening meal before watching TV until its time to take my meds and go to bed.

I am no use to anyone like this, I’ve seriously consider quitting the chemo and everything else medical. I’m not sure I can face the upcoming chemo cycle 7 which falls on the same day as a 28 day injection later next week. I have bloods this Friday, so I will see what is happening to my PSA levels.