|Oooh I want to get off (picture from here)|
Rhubarb. I’m not 100% today, so I missed the last knitting lesson in the course. I keep feeling slightly woozy woo and unsteady. I’ll check this out with the medical bods (seeing surgeon and also getting a herceptin top-up soon), but it seems to be a fairly common side-effect of Tamoxifen. So hopefully, there’s nothing to worry about other than the risk of stumbling about in the street and disgracing myself in public. Although it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done that (and it wasn’t Tamoxifen that was to blame either).
I’d been pretty smug about the lack of side-effects from Tamoxifen which was stupidly cocky seeing as I’ve only been taking it for a couple of months. Another possible side effect (oh joy of joys for my family and friends) is mood swings. That might account for my recent knitting-related temper tantrum when I ended up completely unraveling a nearly completed hat due to a couple of dropped stitches and unexplainable holes. Oh well I suppose at least missing knitting class today meant that I didn’t have to confess my hissy fit to teacher.
In other news Cyril (the three-legged monster cat) is still exploring the neighbourhood. This means he’ll have to wear a collar and address tag. I spent some time selecting a collar. I quite liked the diamante studded ones but I didn’t want his cat pals calling him a sissy, so I selected something a little more butch (red with gold stars and moons). I hope it passes muster with his gang as they are definitely a bit of a rum sort. Suffice it to say I’ve had to treat Cyril for fleas. Oh the shame.