Janet's blog

 Back in the chemo suite. I report no more funny turns - just the usual lightheadness in the wake of filgrastim that feels like someone's taken off the top of my head like taking the top off a boiled egg and leaving the brains floating about.  Today's treatment has been delayed a week - bloods done on last clinic day showed neutrophils were missing in action again, so I was given the welcome option of an extra 'week off'. We had an exciting plan to go to Shingle Street but one of our hosts came down with Covid, so that was off. Instead we hosted our fellow guests-to-be in the garden under a rain of falling apples and unconfirmed hedgehog rustlings. And there was enough energy for a day trip to Bath to see another friend who was passing through. Nice lunch under an umbrella by the Kennet and Avon canal; started off as a sun shade then became a rain catcher as the weather broke. This put paid to a tourist stroll around Bath but we used the traffic jams to gaze out of the ...

 Another day to prove that when you feel ok you feel ok and when you feel terrible you feel terrible. And there's always something else round the corner.  In chemo suite, bloods done and OK'd - lots of white blood cells! Cannulated, pre-meds taken and an ECG done to get ahead of the game, but still waiting to see a doc to give the go-ahead for the mini-chemo.  This is because I had a funny turn this morning - very music hall now but less so at the time. I was supposed to have my Filgrastim WBC booster injections on Days 4,5,6. However, in the wake of the tsunami of amoxicillin, Day 1 chemo, domperidone, dexamethasone and the Filgrastim, Day 5 was exhaustion and Day 6 not much better plus stoma squits. I took  my eye off the ball and forgot the Filgrastim. Yesterday Clinical Nurse Specialist said to take it Day 7 instead so I did - probably why lots of WBCs today. I'd been feeling oddly light-headed for the last few days and a bit weedy this morning but took myself to...