Got the PICC appointment sorted - it will be on the same Friday and they will do the chemo later in the day, so just the one visit to the hospital on the 17th. Apparently, the x-ray dept. rang the chemo ward to find out when they should do the PICC, and the chemo ward said I wouldn't be having chemo til about 2pm... though the appt. they gave me was for 9am! I rang the chemo ward to double check (paranoia..) and the clerk was lovely but admitted that all timings on the ward are 'a bit vague'... which I'd rather know now than on the Friday when I'm sitting twiddling my thumbs with an increasingly irate husband who'd be demanding to know why they are not poisoning me at the minute they promised to......
I feel sick as a dog tonight, which I would like to say is in empathy with one of my new found friends who had her second lot of FEC today. However, I think it is more likely down to the half bag of Jelly Babies that I ate before my OH brought me in a large bowl of icecream, which I also ate. Have discovered that yet another drawback of being mono-breasted is that I can see how fat my stomach looks far more easily with no boob to disguise the view down my front...
About Me
- Triphazard
- 41, mother, wife, friend, daugher. And I have breast cancer. This is somewhere for me to let off steam, share the funny side of it all (and there is a funny side) and generally keep track of my journey before my brain loses bits and pieces here and there and it all gets rosy tinted and possibly completely inaccurate.
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