Monday 11th February 2019
“Life’s a rollercoaster. You’re up one minute; you’re down one minute. But who doesn’t like rollercoasters?” — Conor McGregor

I signed off last night saying I was starting the week on a high, and that it’s been a rollercoaster. Well wham, bam ! I seemingly tempted fate. I got to sleep around 11pm, and around 1.30am the dog woke me up because she needed to do some business outside. It was all downhill from there. For no obvious reason, it was one of those nights from then on where you toss and turn, and just never drift off properly. Then I got a headache, and I barely slept for the rest of the night.

At 7am the alarm went off, I was awake already when it did and I felt awful. Just a headache and incredibly sleepy. We went through the morning routine and I drove the kids to school, then came home to attempt work. It wasn’t long at all before I realised that was a bad idea and actually I desperately needed some rest. So I rearranged a few things, and took the day to rest. I had some paracetamol but the headache didn’t go away, and I can’t often sleep with a headache. I just sat and watched TV, and waited until I could have the next dose. When I could, I went for the codeine/paracetamol option, which finally took it away.

My stomach had been really bubbling before bed last night, and I’ve had to go to the toilet a few more times than usual today. Maybe it was a stomach bug, and the headache is dehydration, I can tell I’ve not drunk enough today and I’m trying to catch up.

It was then a bit too close to the kids coming home to nod off, so I waited until Parker got home, cooked him some tea and then went to sleep for a couple of hours. I felt a good bit better after that, and after a decent feed I feel almost back to normal other than a dull lingering headache. My temperature has been ok all day.

Nothing else to report chemo wise, no change in any symptoms. Here’s hoping I get a good nights sleep tonight, I certainly feel ready for it. From such a high to a very quick low, hoping to bounce back quick. I’ll keep my mouth shut on here next time, try not to tempt fate !

Weirdly though, I have a sense of excitement to get to Friday this week, a little like when you have something on at weekend you are really looking forward to. Friday ends Cycle 2, but then it’s a case of enjoying the weekend, then get the hard part of Cycle 3 out of the way starting with the 3 days in hospital again. Rather than dreading it, because it’s the last cycle, I really want to get on with it and get it done.