Day 137

It has finally sunk in today that I am not having any more chemo. If I was not feeling so totally wasted I would be doing a jig! I am very breathless, going upstairs is a real challenge but I know it is only temporary. Not feeling too sickly, had honey on toast for breakfast which does me the world of good. Found it difficult to get to sleep last night even though I had a tablet but then slept through give or take for about eight hours so not complaining. I really have very little to complain about, I think I have got away with this very lightly - here's hoping I have got away with it. I have spoken to a couple of ladies recently who have really been to hell and back with this. One was told she had a healthy breast removed and the other had her lymph nodes removed in her left arm and now has dreadful swelling in her entire arm and hand. I have lost my hair, big deal. I suppose remaining positive thoughout this has really helped me more than I have realised. It has been easy to remain positive with all the support I have. My little boy said last night he was really proud of me because I have finished my medicine, bless him. I am ok, just full of nasty chemicals - looking at cranberry juice is a real problem because one of the chemo drugs is bright red - funny how the mind works!