Cancer - a sense of humour is required. Especially bowel cancer - bums, bottoms etc. You have to laugh, otherwise you would cry - and there is plenty of time for that.
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
Hurrah the drugs worked and the whole event is a bit fuzzy. No total memory block but better. Run over by a bus would be a fair description of how my right chest feels. Very odd to be able to feel the tube under the skin. So that's it - Mrs Wiggly has taken up residence about an inch from my right nipple - bit too close for my liking but what ya gonna do?
Also was measured for my cold cap - I have a big head apparently. Is that a good or bad thing, I'm not sure! Doesn't sound much fun being minus 5 degrees on my head, but if it helps me save my hair then it has to be worth it. Ironic isn't it that I have spent the last year growing my hair back - I have curls that I never had before and more hair than I have ever had. So time for the evil drugs to try and take it away. Bugger. This whole episode in my life seems full of cruel blows. But hey, who knows what it might grow back like - I may end up like Ronald MacDonald. Maybe I will supersize that!