I have recently had a birthday. Here are a couple of (poor quality) photos of presents from sis no 2 and my mate T. Both were gift wrapped.
I bet you envy me having such caring friends and relations don't you?
Yep it's fair to say I've been a bit bunged up of late. Probably due to the liquid morphine I take to help suppress my cough. In a vague and unsuccessful nod at being modern I bought some looser jeans a few months ago, a sort of cowardly 'boyfriend' fit. I believe this was in vogue about five years ago, so pretty hip and happening by my standards. Anyway these looser fit jeans have now become my constipation trousers. I recommend them. No fashionista would be without a pair. Nice and roomy if you catch my drift.
So I don't bother blogging for ages and then I give you an opening paragraph on constipation. Have you missed me?
I had results from a CT scan a few weeks ago. I was very surprised and very pleased to learn that there was no change in the disease. I really was staggered as the breathlessness on any form of exertion (eg brushing my teeth) had me convinced that the cancer in my lungs had been growing apace. The medical bods then tried me on antibiotics as some inflammation in my lungs was evident but they don't appear to have done anything. I'm now on a trial week of steroids to see if they help. They don't seem to have done anything for my breathlessness but I do have a bit more energy thank goodness. The fatigue has been pretty crushing at times. To be honest the fatigue has been one of the main reasons I haven't blogged recently. That and spending all my time in the loo (with scant reward for my efforts).
Oh I lie. I did get a reward for all my lavatorial efforts. A fractured rib. I have pathetic bone density and the strain proved too much. It's on the mend now but for a couple of days it was ouchy to say the least.
So there you have it, my past few weeks. Very little gadding about to tell you about. Although I did go to a vintage wedding. Look we got dressed up
Somehow the other-half managed to get his (rented) hat coated in horse radish sauce. There really is no end to his talents. The hire company haven't said anything ... yet.
I have a whole blissful week ahead of me with no medical appointments. Hallelujah. But next week sees another CT scan and I'm afraid I'm not optimistic about the results I'll be getting the week after that. But whatever I'll keep you informed, whether you like it or not.
Oh and while I'm being a misog, I'm pretty sure I'm losing my hair again (for the third time) even though it isn't a listed side effect of my current trial chemo. Arse biscuits!
Ta-ra for now.