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”*”
It was my 37th birthday yesterday. I can deny it no more. I am now unequivocally Continue reading “Hallelujah!”
My brother died 644 days after he was taken to hospital and a CT scan showed “shadows” on his brain. Continue reading “Don’t Eat Yellow Snow”
This afternoon I started my first cycle of PCV.
The first thing I noticed when we got to the chemo day unit reception on Ward 36 at the Freeman hospital Continue reading “Alphabetti Spaghetti”
…and then you’re poisoned!
My seizure-free streak is still going (it’s been about seven weeks now) and I’ve not had any migraines since the random one a few weeks ago.
I was on a “maintenance dose” (2mg) of dexamethasone steroids from being discharged from hospital until I saw Dr Mulvenna last week. She agreed that I could try to wean myself off them Continue reading “‘Roids, Droids and Voids”