I wake every morning and I feel, what will the day bring and how will I feel, I am now off of all the post op tablets and I have stopped taking paracetamol., but my head still feel weird.
I had a phone call at 9 ish to arrange a time a time for my first lot of chemo, reality is setting in.
Mum and Phil came up for dog walking and we walked to the park in the village, we have to walk down hill and back, I was pleased with this as although nowhere near peak fitness, it was not that bad, Dad came in for a bit and had some lunch, dad wears his heart on his sleeve like me and you can see how hard this is for him and you so want to protects and you know you can not.
Julie came to out and about, which was great, at that point during the day, laughing with her it felt like the past 4 weeks had never happened. It also feels odd that Sophie and the family have to drive me everywhere. I am swimming tomorrow, much debate has gone into this, but if I do not swim I will scream, I know only boring , breast stoke or float work,I will swim with Cathy in the fast lane so she can keep an eye on me ands overtake me every 2 lengths. I used to swim hard, although some might disagree with that as Cathy and could chat too...
We did debate the bike, but I will wait for that as I will only go on my old racing bike, we thought too soon, but wait till next week,,,,,
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