2016.... Well that came around quick! So NYE for the first time in what 7/8 years, I wasn't working and I was completely sober.... Probably the start of many PJ, sofa and tv NYE's! It was actually a nice night, even if the mother did fall asleep before midnight! I'm appreciating things so much more nowadays. Call me old, call me boring, but some things are so unjustified. And the Big Ben chimes, followed by he 12 minutes of fireworks took their toll this year (stupidly!) I'm starting 2016 off feeling very bitter towards people, people wasting money, wasting time on pointless things. I refuse to let my smile disappear because of someone else's actions. Anyone I wasn't on good terms with before the chimes have been left in 2015. And it'll take something extraordinary for them to be able to re-enter my life! And that feeling has come since diagnosis day, so if you haven't been with me from the start then you can sure as hell step away when I am better!! So enough of my ranting, onto more important things, cake!! Spending a lot of time at home has got me back on the piano/singing, a way to chill! And Fight Song by Rachel Platten has been the favourite to cover this week! Such a powerful song with awesome lyrics. This my last week before round 3.... My birthday treat! Another year goes by where Im not heading out to celebrate, this weekend being NY, next weekend being my sofa weekend. I guess once I'm back normal again, I can catch up and head out partying to celebrate! So Tuesday I head back to the hospital for the Genetic tests, not sure what I have in store with that one! Wednesday, birthday treat day, is bloods first thing, oncology appointment with Dr Marshall, then up to chemo suite for first round of Herceptin.... 7 hours worth! And Thursday I have round 3 chemo! Then Friday is back home to the beloved sofa! Herceptin is a drug they use as I have a hormone receptive tumour, it works on the protein sites to try and prevent the Cancer spreading or coming back in the long run. Again lots of side effects to look forward to, I guess the best one being, 'energy levels return gradually over time from 4-6 months following treatment conclusion'. Seeing as I'm now on this for the next year IV wise every three weeks, and then for a further 10 years afterwards, I guess me getting back in the gym just before Christmas is now wishful thinking again! Miss Blobby's return!! For the genetic test Iv had to fill out all details relating to family, mums side easy enough, dads side not so easy. My dad, a forces man, died whilst mum wasn't pregnant with me, and over the years contact slowly dwindled with my two uncles and their families. No fault of either side, but contact has now been made again! I guess it's true what they say about life, you suddenly realise what and who is important when life gives you shitty times. Although the most comical question on the form is.... What do you think your chances of developing this type of Cancer are.... Ermmmm 100% maybe?!? Not overly looking forward to spending my 27th in St Mary's, I can think of 1000 better things to be doing, but it could be worse, I at least get cake! Plus it'll be another step closer to finishing chemo! Woohoo! So roll on treatment & cake week! ️Xxx
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