All went smoothly except at the end my vein started to do a bit of a skin bubble up again once the needle was out. That just means you have to put a bit of pressure on it for longer - which I know and I did and it was fine.
I was perfectly ok until I drove off and found myself crying at the first set of traffic lights. Cried all the way home and sat in the car and cried and had a big old ugly snotty cry in the lounge then had to get a paper towel out to wipe the snot off my floor [missed the tissue] OMG! The poor cat didn't know what the hell was going on.
Had to get my brother to send me a joke, he did, the best most un-pc cancer joke ever. Can not possibly share it here but had me laughing out loud. Then I opened my care package from Margo and Patsy which arrived yesterday but I resisted temptation to open it until today [yeah for me!] chocolate's good when you're a teary mess.
I've pulled myself together now so don't freak out, back on track. Although there may be a repeat next week but tears of joy when I walk out that treatment room after my FINAL chemo. Cry me a river.
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