My grandfather passed away 30 years today. I was the only grandchild who got to meet him and I know that he has been looking after me and keeping a special eye on me during all of this. Well my news for the day is that I have proved mind over matter. The psychiartrist has threatened me with anti-depresesants if I don’t average 5 hours sleep a day (the chemo and the cancer both cause depression and the steriods wire you up which kills sleep patterns). Anyway since being told that 5 hours sleep a night is not an issue!! Last night I even did 6 - I woke during the night and the resolve that I am pumping enough rubbish through my body at present to consider a single more drug sent me back off into la, la land!! The other good news is that you will all be so proud of me. A few months ago a blood test meant taking someone along with me for moral support, lying on a bed and just about passing out during the process. I now sit up for my daily (4.30am) blood test and swear it feels no worse than a mossie bite - I even watched the 3 vials fill with blood today - not bad for desensitising! So all in all life if good. I am on a day pass again (my last for my time in here now) and am spending some time with my boys - I cannot wait.
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