Today was not a good day. I had a meltdown akin to when I first had the news I had cancer. I misunderstood a phone call from the oncology unit and thought that my treatment wouldnt start for at least two more weeks. Cue panic attack. Thankfully, one of the lovely and kind ladies I was on the phone too recognised my distress and I had a long and patient phone call with one of the ladies there to put my mind at ease. So the upshot is this. Tomorrow I see the medical oncologist. He sorts out my chemo, and will probably start me on chemo next week (if i got that right) then next Thursday I see the radiation oncologist to put me in the queue for that. Either way I have ended the day with a thumping headache, KFC in my belly (why does it smell so much better than it tastes) A block of chocolate within reaching distance.... and we're going to head off to the Bunya Mountains tomorrow for the night to get some much needed peace and quiet. It wasn't all bad today, I had Lilly cuddles, I saw my gorgeous daughter, my mum and my dad and caught up with my cousin and childhood play mate Darren who cracked me up with some of his stories. Tomorrow is another day.
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