'Feeling pretty grim tonight. For some reason Chemo 11 kicked in almost straight away with nausea and weariness. I've slugged it out with it for most of the evening ( it IS Friday night after all...) but now I'm done in.
I was thinking a bit earlier - you know, I'm actually quite proud of myself for how I'm dealing with all this. You can never know how you're going to be when you have to deal with something like cancer ( I hope that most of you never do - the rest of you know what I mean) and falling to pieces wasn't really ever going to be an option. But still - the hardest bit for me is the daily grind of the cure and I think I'm doing OK. Mostly.
And on that self-congratulatory note, I'm off to me bed.
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