Oh my. The pain in my legs since I woke this morning has been enough to make me cry, dammit. I took some painkillers and just taken some more. Horrible. I feel like an old woman.
Never mind, good day to be off to the hospital today I suppose. I can whinge to them and they can do something. And they will. They are good like that.
Today is back on chemo day. Great, can’t wait. Whoopee do. The sun has fcuked off, too. I’m miserable. And I haven’t had my bloods done cos I kinda forgot so I’ll be at the hospickle ages. Shit day. Fuck PMA.
However, Neil did make me laugh solidly by telling me I needed to do some lunges. He WAS joking, but said it with such a serious tone, if I had one millisecond of doubt, it was there. He does make I larf.