CHEMO II DAY 406

Fight, Grind on because that way is forward.

Thursday, its been a disrupted night again but I have manged to avoid taking co-codamol or paracetamol, so I am hoping that I will feel better. I get up and dress but feel quite ropey so I do my vitals. My blood pressure and my heart rate are up a bit. Breakfast is taken and I am back sipping hot water, taking my morning meds against the background of the Post Office Enquiry, which sees Vince Cable doing rather well. There is some life admin to do which sees the end of the whole upgrade of the drive way and the patio. Its a big tick on the life to do list. Now its onto Phase 2, but first of all everyone in the household need a time out and a chance to get better and regain energy to move forward.

For now the retrieval of my car from the garage is the lunchtime priority after which I do not know what I will have energy for. The retrieval goes well in that I pick up my car and MOT certificate and have it back on the drive safely all as planed. With this out of the way I make a soup lunch and go out to the patio to have it while listening to Mark Steel’s in Town radio show. Its Marks humorous presentation of a town to a live audience in the town and is both instructive and funny. Today I listened to Malvern and East Grinstead whilst sitting on the patio looking out over the garden that is blooming with out any help from me.

Amazing lilies!

The mini rose survived a move from the front garden.

I finally get chilled and return inside still feeling unwell, however through the wonder of technology I manage to get my partner on my car insurance as a second driver. It is a necessary adjustment as sooner or later she will need to be able to drive it, so I suspect we will be going for a test drive soon. The evening arrives with the joys of pizza, I have little appetite but eat and then finish binge watching The Jetty. All very, wishy washy really and very unlikely. I reach time for my night meds and finish the blog for the day, all the time feeling decidedly not myself. I am so frustrated that I feel like this, sometimes shaky but mostly listless and anxious. I keep putting down to the medication and my lack of activity, but every time I contemplate doing something I get overcome by fatigue and a sense of unwellness.

Trying