I just watched the Sarah Beeny documentary, I wasn’t sure whether I was going to be able to cope with it, but actually it’s really nice to see your reality represented, or something like it (although I had to go through it without a partner and I had to work to support myself all the way through, I wondered whether I’d find it irritating for that reason, but I didn’t). Same for the Julia Bradbury one and the Hannah Fry one too. Though not wishing cancer on anybody.
However, I think it did made me realise how traumatic the whole thing has been and how I haven’t really had an opportunity to process it all. It’s still feels unreal, I don’t feel like the type of person who gets cancer, which obviously means nothing as I had cancer!
I’m not feeling great at the moment either, I’ve got my first post-chemo scan next week, and I think that’s freaking me out. Not just the prospect of them finding something but the stress of thinking they could call anytime to give me an appointment, which would be bad news. Or the dreading the post thing. In the meantime, my DM needs stuff that I just can’t give her. I’ve got a GP appointment next week too because all my bloods are still on the low side. I don’t seem to be great at finding the time to rest and I’m sick of the night sweats. Having said that I’m taking the day off tomorrow to go to the Lido with a friend whilst the weather is good!