Friday and I am awake fairly early as today is a busy on. My partner brings me hot water and I get up and dressed in no time at all. I have time to take my morning meds before we both drive off to the gym where we will have our nails done. I sneak in a bacon sandwich before my partner and I enter the salon.
Chloe is doing my nails again today, which is good. We settle on a repeat of Tigers Eye, the one that requires magic with a magnet. So I have several layers taken off and new ones put on. While the ground work is being done I choose my Christmas embellishment. I go for a sparkly Christmas looking elf/gonk. It is a jolly and sparkly piece of small scale art and I think its terrific.
When I am done I have to dash away and get to the GP surgery in time for my bloods to be taken. As usual my blood person is cheery and painlessly efficient. I have soon given up my vials of blood and on my way to the co-op to get a paper intending to do the crosswords. No paper, so I trudge to the post office and find one there along with the comforting box of Heroes that catches my eye. There is little time for crosswords as I need to fill my drugs dossetes. Tricky this time as I need to include my steroids on the right days pre chemotherapy. So on Christmas day I will be starting my steroid buffer which will go on for three days. An unusual Christmas package to be unwrapping.
With my drugs organised I move onto reorganise my wallet component of my phone wallet. I have lots of new cards to carry as a result of chemo and steroids. I throw out lots of old stuff from my phone wallet and neatly arrange my “health cards” down one side. I now have a profusion of emergency numbers to ring if anything goes wrong during chemo.
Reading the blurb that comes with the drugs and watching the pre chemo videos it’s a miracle that anyone makes it to the end of chemo. When I am sorted I still need to find a way to carry the huge appointment chemo card that I am supposed to carry at all times. Its an A4 piece of paper that is gate folded in three, a really awkward size to carry and prone to damage as it is made of thin cardboard. I resort to an Amazon solution and soon have a travel wallet for tickets and passports winging its way towards me. When it arrives I will transfer all the chemo stuff into it.
Having nibbled a sandwich along the way I now read the latest crop of Christmas cards to get to us and engage in the plan to meet my youngest daughter and her family on Monday. Her partners father as volunteered to drive them half towards us so we can meet up and exchange Christmas goodies and hugs. We will then go our separate ways, one to give birth to a new grandson and one to do battle with Yew tree poison. Its going to be an interesting Christmas and New Year.
The evening arrives and finds me drafting the blog before tonight’s rugby game starts on TV. Its a busy night as the Tesco order for tomorrow has to be adjusted for Christmas needs and I need to decide what poem to take to tomorrows stanza meeting, not to mention some mince pies for the festive table. I eat team and finish drafting the blog for the day. Of all the things that needs doing the Tesco order is the most important and I have a feeling that there maybe many seasonal additions to it, some quite random.
