It was Herceptin round 13 today, unlucky number for some, but I'm thinking lucky last of the year and now it means I only have 4 to go.
It also means it's one step closer to the end of 2016, a year that I am exceptionally glad to be saying good bye to. Not just because it's been a rough year for me, but also because of the number of relatives and friends of family who have passed away this year, some far too young.
I am tired, I may even go to bed early New Years Eve, or I may have a sudden burst of energy and put on Wham! down at Fergusson Park and dance naked to Wake me up before you go go.. while watching the fire works.
You have been warned, strange white lights seen over Tauranga may just be me flashing my magnificent boobs, scars and all
Farewell 2016, don't let the door slam you on the arse on the way out
This post is in memory of George Michael and Jim, Mona, Caroline, Jackie, Isla S, and Alvara
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIgZ7gMze7A
Thursday, 29 December 2016
Thursday, 8 December 2016
Rumour has it.....
YES - Cinders does get to go to the ball
I have tickets to Adele, I had a gut feeling she'd put on another concert and she has delivered! Thanks to the coordinated efforts of Patsy and her sister (who needs an alias too) who were able to go online as soon as ticket sales opened and watch and wait like vampires out for blood, I shall be going to the Saturday show, 2 days after my last treatment.
I feel Adele owes me, I have had to go thru physio to my knee after my little "last of chemo celebration" boogie to her song.
Today was round 12 of herceptin, slight issue finding a vein but Nurse Jenny did it again, so done and dusted.
Bit disconcerting to see a Xmas tree up in the treatment room and realising my next round is AFTER Xmas which means there's less than 3 weeks to go...
This week's post is in memory of Molly, a stroppy cat with attitude but who stayed by my side whenever I was down and tired. Even if it was just in case I made a move to the kitchen...
I have tickets to Adele, I had a gut feeling she'd put on another concert and she has delivered! Thanks to the coordinated efforts of Patsy and her sister (who needs an alias too) who were able to go online as soon as ticket sales opened and watch and wait like vampires out for blood, I shall be going to the Saturday show, 2 days after my last treatment.
I feel Adele owes me, I have had to go thru physio to my knee after my little "last of chemo celebration" boogie to her song.
Today was round 12 of herceptin, slight issue finding a vein but Nurse Jenny did it again, so done and dusted.
Bit disconcerting to see a Xmas tree up in the treatment room and realising my next round is AFTER Xmas which means there's less than 3 weeks to go...
This week's post is in memory of Molly, a stroppy cat with attitude but who stayed by my side whenever I was down and tired. Even if it was just in case I made a move to the kitchen...
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| Keeping me company when 4pm radiation tiredness hit |
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| What else is a planter pot for? |
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| We're watching my show! |
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