...........thats what a friend of mine called it. I found it very amusing and very appropriate as thats exactly what it feels like !
Ive been up there so many times now surely I qualify as an unofficial member of Oasis?
Poor Manchester will never get a good press from me Im afraid - all it conjours up is memories of dreadful days and sleepless nights.
Prof H is allowing me to set the pace for the next week. We have tried both 8 hour and 12 gaps between treatments and to be honest Id rather just have it banged in as often as possible before I lose my nerve and start whining to go home. This way I should manage to get a fair few in and hopefully be allowed home about Thursday. 4 days isnt so bad for me psycologically - I suffer from awful home sickness and this combined with the nasty side effects means I lose my determination by then. Research has shown that its not the timing of the doses that counts - but the overall number, so Im hoping for another 5 or 6 which will be really good.
Ive had a nice couple of weeks rest but to be honest Im only just starting to feel 'normal' again. It seems to take me a good 2-3 weeks to recover and even now Im still plagued by the itching. My skin has the weird texture of a Rhinos bum which isnt attractive so Im hoping that will resovle itself soon !
The kids seem to have inherited my quirky sense of humour and have bought me a single chicken fillet - which I will definitely need when most of the rest of my right boob is removed soon.
Martin said a rolled up pair of socks would do the job just as well - Men huh?
Take care everyone and Ill see you soon God willing....