Done

The last dose went in today. 

Having completely freaked out last time I went to the chemo suite I am please to say that the lorazepam worked this time - I only had a minute wobble when sitting alone in the chair whilst Jeraldine parked the car but the rescue remedy helped with that. 

Plus they gave me my favourite nurse who is a legend with a needle - so careful and gentle that although not a pleasant experience it was eminently more bearable than last time.

Thankfully no-one in the room I was in ordered lunch so that was not an issue this time - all in all a much better visit.

No desire to go back though so let's keep our fingers crossed on that one.

Am seriously hoping that this last dose does not take away the rapidly darkening fluff that is now re-appearing on my head and that it continues to grow and thicken.

Grow.  Let's just focus on that.  And I would like some eyebrows and eyelashes back please? 

I'm happy not having the rest of the hair  elsewhere back, I have saved no end on razor blades over the last four months - hardly a momentous bonus to it all but it has given my left arm pit a longer chance to get back to normal without having to be attacked by a razor - bit scary as it has minimal sensation and is a very odd shape having had most of its contents removed.  Oh well.  At least I can put my arm above my head now!

Right.  I can feel a cup of tea calling.

Amazing that two hours after chemo I can face a cup of tea.  At exactly this time on the first dose the full horror was setting in - overwhelming nausea , tight skin all over my head shoulders and stomach, whoozyness and generally feeling as though I would honestly die from the chemo that was supposed to be saving my life.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!  :-) :-) :-) very happy girl signing off for now xxx