It's been a busy couple of weeks. I am so glad that that I have had the opportunity to see so many of my friends and family. I've eaten out far too many times and consumed my body weight in cake and biscuits!
Pembrokeshire was glorious both in the rain and the sunshine and I even managed to dip my toes in the water at Aber Bach!! The daffodils were out, the birds were singing and the alpacas were as gorgeous as ever.
Next up was a quick trip over to the Isle of Wight with an old school friend. The weather was not so kind and for the entire weekend we could barely see 3 feet in front of our noses due to the mist. Walked and bounced along the springy mounds on Tennyson Down towards The Needles. Ambled along Compton Beach to see the dinosaur footprints and somehow walked up the hill to St Catherine's Oratory without getting lost in the dense fog. Enjoyed mooching around Carisbrooke Castle and seeing Charles I's undercrackers in a display cabinet!! Ironically I was sat under his portrait just a few weeks ago letting the news that the cancer had metastasised sink in.
Monday and Tuesday were spent in London as I had numerous appointments. The first was related to the trial I'm on. Had to fill out a health questionnaire with one of the statements asking me about my quality of life for the previous week. I had to answer with a 10/10 as I had genuinely had the best time and had laughed so much. Then PET scan and Echocardiogram on the Tuesday. Obviously we used our time wisely and went to see The Mousetrap...I do love an Agatha Christie. Even named my stoma after her.
Yesterday I had all my long, thick, curly hair chopped off. Doxorubicin isn't going to be pleasant and it will likely come out. My family are delighted about this as unfortunately I'm a shedder and despite always tying it back someone will always find a hair of mine in their food. The family joke is that if ever the police get their hands on my DNA then I'll be implicated in many a crime as surely my hair has been found at crime scenes all over the planet!
A few years ago we had to chop down a diseased tree in our back garden and to my delight it contained an old nest lined with my hair. Therefore I have kept a chunk of my hair and I intend to leave a few strands here and there along the paths and trails I regularly frequent. These same paths and trails are the ones that I would eventually like my ashes to end up scattered upon. Just a little bit of me here and there.
Might also keep the odd strand back for a lasagna or a curry!
Beginning to feel short of breath and have stabbing pains around the liver. Need to get this chemo started now. I'll find out tomorrow which arm of the trial I am on and whether or not I'll even be given the trial drug. Then it all starts on Monday.
Oh, and my BIL who works for Cadbury left an 8kg box of chocolate buttons on our doorstep.