Cycle 3, Day 14

Sunday 3rd March 2019
“Time brings all things to pass” — Aeschylus

It sure does, but sometimes quickly and sometimes not so quickly. Cycle 3 has been a different kettle of fish. Today, from a point of view of how tired I have been for hardly doing anything again, I actually feel I’ve gone backwards slightly.

9 hours sleep, and I had to drag my butt out of bed again. Had breakfast, went out to a shop briefly and came home, and as usual by lunchtime I was tired enough to sleep. I didn’t, I watched TV with the boys and passed the afternoon away. By 4pm, I couldn’t keep my eyes open so I had an hour’s nap on the sofa. When I woke up, it didn’t feel like enough and I’ve been tired ever since. 9pm, and I’m struggling somewhat to stay awake.

Jayne has been a star today, cooking and making sure I don’t have to do much around the house. Fry up for breakfast, fajita night again for tea, all yummy and enjoyed by all.

I really haven’t done anything much today in terms of physical activity, but I’m exhausted again. Today I’ve been getting dizzy each time I get up again. I wonder if the Filgrastim just takes that little bit more out of you and has sent me backwards a little.

My fingers are still playing up, tingly, painful. The cold packs I got do provide some temporary relief but it comes back. Stupid things like turning a key in a lock, holding cutlery, unscrewing a bottle lid, doing up a zip, are all difficult still.

I’m still hoping this will get it’s hurry on and I’ll start to feel better, but I’m resigned to another week being written off. Rest, rest, rest, what else can I do?