Another meltdown occurred in chemo this week as I was running a temperature as well as the low Hb (7.4 for those that wish to join the guessing game). So 3 units ordered and if my temperature spikes then I will stay in for iv antibiotics. Hence tears and bad language.
I've been back at work 2 weeks and trying to have a life that it not totally ruled by this evilness but it seems that isn't so easy. I think the fact that I have been ill since June and there has been no respite, I have just had enough. I know another stay in hospital isn't the end of the world but having to cancel stuff and be unreliable really gets me down.
So here I am on unit 3 and the temp is wavering. However the TV is keeping me amused as I'm watching Return of the Jedi. For those that don't know the Star Wars theme was what I walked down the aisle to on the most amazing day of my life. The best part was that Darrell didn't know this sneaky plan that was cooked up on my Hen Weekend. He had the most enormous smile on his face. That was a very good day.