It was third time lucky on Tuesday as I finally started my second cycle of Chemotherapy.
Graham and I stepped once more unto the breach this morning in a second bid to start my second cycle of PCV poison. Continue reading “Bone Marrow, Bone Marrow, Wherefore Art Thou Neutrophils?”
On Thursday, I was uncharacteristically up and out at the crack of dawn* to go to Jennifer’s school’s Continue reading “Rainbow Road to Perdition”
Graham and I went to the Freeman this afternoon to find out that my platelet (the little dudes who clot the blood) and neutrophil (white blood cells) counts are too low (75 and 1.2 respectively) to proceed with the Continue reading “Much Ado About Nada*”
I offer belated but brainfelt 70th birthday wishes to the marvellous NHS. It’s an institution of which “we should all be dead proud and without which we would all be dead”!** Did the institution Continue reading ““If I Waited For Perfection, I Would Never Write a Word”*”
I haven’t had time to write a blog post over the last few weeks because I’ve been watching as many football Continue reading “Don’t Panic!”