Hello everyone. Sorry not been around much - been caught up doing lots of stuff and lots of nothing; it's feast or famine here. what with farting kittens, non-pregnant rabbits, teeth and dry tear ducts you've all been keeping the thread v. much alive.
So you're all into large sunglasses and recliners now, eh? Sounds very LA. All we need are some Mojitos, large hats and floaty maxi dresses (KK - how are you doing with yours?) and we're right on the money!
I'm on no. 6 out of 8 chemos now (Taxol). Physically it seems quite a lot more doable than the AC - although I feel sicker, but mentally I find it tough. I think it's because I've been at this treadmill so intensively now for so long that it can be hard to keep perspective, and I keep thinking I'm still quite a way from the end even though there's only two more to go!
I've also been walking - went out on Saturday for a stroll but got lost and ended up having to walk 6.5 miles to get back home!!! My feet were killing me! Still, the weather was stunning, and I had my music and the fields were just beautiful so it wasn't all that bad.
I went out to a very full on bash the other night, courtesy of my DH's company. I partied with Uma Thurman, Queen Rania of Jordan, Sophie Dahl, Kevin Spacey and Eva Herzigova. Steve Coogan did a set as Alan Partridge and Groove Armada and The Killers provided the music! It was all v.v. glam and not the sort of evening I would normally go to and to be honest I was dreading it (the thought of getting all dolled up with no hair and no boobs didn't appeal, but in the end I scrubbed up OK). I got too drunk though and the next day I felt the need to ask DH if I'd lost him a) his job and b) the respect of his colleagues, and he replied "Both!" Doh!
I hope you're all well - need to take some time to sit and catch up with all your news properly.