Day Seventy Three

Successfully completed round three of chemo. It hurt a lot more this time, the vein is getting tired. I will have to have it another vein next time. Feeling tired but basically ok right now. There was another lady there - it's her 72nd birthday tomorrow- she had a routine operation to take her tonsils out and when they removed them, they found she had cancerous cells. Like I say, everything happens for a reason. She has had radiotherapy on her throat and the poor love could not eat anything. However, she also has not lost her eyebrows or eyelashes through chemotherapy so perhaps I am not so unusual and I don't need to worry that the chemo isn't working as well as it should be. I am going to take my knock out tablet soon and get lots of sleep. I have a funny feeling this round is going to knock me a bit more, but that is ok. I can live with that. Only three more to go. I am going to listen to my body and slow down a little, let the medicine work its magic. No pain as yet, but early days. Oh yes, my father has set up a direct debit to make monthly payments to Cancer Research UK. When I told him how much the Herceptin cost, £20k a year to keep me alive, he said I was like the Loreal advert - I am worth it. He did then go on to say that it was nice to see his taxes being used on a worth while cause. Thanks Dad xx