Well I’m due to go home in 15 minutes. Infusaport out and that chapter closed.
Had a great sleep while on the table… wish I could get my hands on that at bedtime as I don’t sleep well on occasion, which btw also adds to visceral tummy fat!
My blood pressure has been low all morning..like really low (90/65), funny since I take hypertensive medication. I noticed on 3rd day of no carbs I felt ill, a bit light headed, like I had sunstroke (which was possible). I’ve dropped one tablet since I started chemo because that can lower blood pressure. Hopefully that’s pemanent considering my cancer treatment 21 years ago (next Thursday I might add) gave me my high blood pressure in the first place. I must keep an eye on that on my new diet, who knows, maybe I’ll get to reduce my meds!…… hold on nurse here ….
Neg that, just had final obs and it seems to be returning to normal…probably just me rebelling from an early morning rise.
Had my first bit of refined carbs today in a sandwich from the hospital, not gonna lie, I thoroughly enjoyed it and it had protein and veg in every triangle so winner winner. 3 bits of highly sucrose laiden fruit for dessert, and I gotta say, my first cravings in a week now. Maybe there is something in this cutting of sugar and carbs! Cut the sugar, cut the cravings. And have to say I did LOVE my chilli crispy chicken and creamy broccoli last night (boys not so much but you can’t please everyone).
One of the recovery nurses had a full on fight with the ward staff about collecting patients while I was in recovery. Couldn’t help but think she may need a holiday, because neither ward nor recovery seemed that busy.
Happy days xx
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I was 21 and I was planning a wedding, buying a house and had a job interview for the job of my dreams on my 22nd birthday. You see I was being made redundant and had to find a new job by August. Especially with the new mortgage now. It was April. I worked for CML and my new job was a done deal. All I needed was a medical. And with that, just like that....my life was turned upside down and I was diagnosed with CML, ha ha, I know the irony. My hematologist had a laugh at that too. I had Chronic Myeloid Leukeamia, which was normally reserved for 70 year old men. Quite rare for a young adult to get, so how would they treat it? I underwent two separate trials until finally it was decided my best chance of survival (all be it only 50% chance), would be a MUD BMT (matched unrelated bone marrow transplant), now known as VUD Allograt (volunteer unrelated donor). I was told 21 years ago the chance of finding a match was 1 in 20,000 (and that is everyone was on the bone marrow donor registry). Scary odds. So being the risk taker I am I said "go for it". They found a match and that was my first miracle in this journey. The second miracle was, it worked - new blood type, two different DNA profiles and the miracle of medicine was reborn inside me. The third miracle is my son.
25 years on, I now face a new challenge. Breast Cancer. Certainly not the first person to have cancer, to have invasive ductile cancer, hormone receptive and HER2 +, or to even have a dual diagnosis. But this is not another Webiste about a cancer survivor, this is just my excuse to finally publicly write. Along the way I am hoping I can share some insights I have learnt over the years and at the same time, give you a good belly laugh.
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