A difficult week. I had my blood counts taken on Tuesday but was too ill to go in to see Dr Mead on Wednesday. He told me that although the new chemo had reduced the swelling it had sent my blood counts through the floor – like they were when I went into intensive care. He says I should not visit him in hospital but the nurses have been coming in most days and monitoring my situation. My greatest fear is not being able to breathe so I am using oxygen when I can.
Then on Thursday we had a message from the hospital that my mother was seriously ill. Fortunately, by late morning the emergency team had left and she is making some progress. Ray saw her yesterday and she will be staying in hospital for a few more days.
My aunt and cousin went to see my mother yesterday and she was in good spirits and so happy to see them. She seems to be on the mend. I am possibly a little better but so very weak. I am not sleeping at all well or eating properly.
Let’s seem what the week lies ahead.