3 Too Many

“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” ― Mae West

Ouch, yuck, ow! What a start to the day after such a crappy painful sleep.  3 different pain killers and top ups in the night didn’t do anything really to stop the pains. Feeling sick too – really sick.  Get up and drag myself around the house.  Make a cup of tea but don’t really feel like one.  Go back to bed then and read emails and news.  Decide I had better get up and get ready to face the day as heading into the office today.

Dad comes over to pick the boys and me up.  He is looking after them today and dropping me at work.  Nice to be in the office – different surrounds, and of course the company there is great.  Nice to see you all ladies and gents.  Spend most of the morning trying not to throw up and fighting fatigue.  Managed to have a liquid breakfast and that’s all I can manage   Sue collects me about 1:15 and drops me home.  I give in to the fatigue and have a lay down before I fall down.  I feel really shattered – bloody chemo, bloody cancer, bloody, bloody!!  There vented – better now   My short term memory is getting appalling too.  Just about have to write things down so I don’t forget them.

Just to let you all know that there won’t be a blog tomorrow night as I’ll be at the Masters Games in Timaru playing footy and partying.  In other words I’ll be having fun, hurting and probably drunk.   So you will have to wait until Sunday for a double dose of the blog – Sorry.  I will be taking all my best drugs and hoping like hell that I feel better than today.  Regardless it will take a lot to stop me playing.  You may think I’m mad or crazy wanting to play footy still when I can barely move sometimes.  Well maybe I am crazy, but it was one of the 3 things the Docs took off me in March along with driving and drinking.  I still am not allowed to drive though only 5 months till I can ask to be allowed to again, as long as I haven’t seizured.  I can drink when not on or before chemo, and well I can still run around a soccer pitch so stuff what they say I love playing footy and will make sure that I can get as much in as I physically am able too.  And also it is the Masters – those that have been to a Masters games will understand (what goes on tour, stays on tour)

Quiet arvo, still feel sick after a nap so take one of my chemo anti-nausea to try to settle things down.  Bloody pain is back too.  Not having a good day all up I guess you could say.  The anti-nausea durgs work, and I start to feel a lot better.  The pain stays still though.  Get on and pack my bag for the games.  Leaving about 7am tomorrow as the first game is at 9:30.  We have 5 games of 2x30min halves over the 2 days – that’s 5 hours of footy – sweet!!  Dad drops the lads off about 4pm.  They had a great time and totally enjoyed themselves.   Jacob helps to adjust the generator belt on Bessie (the VW Beetle).  He does a great job.  I just fairly much tell him what to do and he does it all himself, while Sue and Lachie walk up and get Chinese for dinner.

Quiet evening.  Jenny and Greg come over to visit and have dinner, a drink and a chat.  The boys swap bedrooms with each other, so keep themselves busy doing that most of the evening.  Do the blog, still feel crappy and lousy and hurting.  Need to get to bed as I really need some rest, but have to wait to take the chemo at different times.  It really is the only time that time seems to slow right down.  Hit the sack and read for a wee bit, before nodding off.  Another day done and dusted.  Nothing exciting to report – sorry.  Take care and have a fantastic fun weekend all.  Catch ya on Sunday.

Kia Kaha.