My throat feels a little bit dry and I worry that it's the start of a sore throat as two of the kids have a cold at the moment. I take my temperature and its fine and my throat starts to feel much better after a few glasses of water.
As its obvious that I won't be getting back to sleep just yet I switch on the television and watch three episodes of Gavin and Stacey followed by the film Wild Hogs. I then read half a book and just generally messed about on my iPad. Not sleeping is extremely boring.
By 4am I was really, REALLY hungry again. This is another wonderful side effect of the steroids.
I don't want to disrupt the whole house though by going down to the kitchen so I just start nibbling away at the ginger nuts again.
6:30am rolls around and it's time to get the kids up and ready for school. Hubby brings me up some toast and I take my first lot of steroids for today. My heart feels like it is racing and I have felt like this for the last few hours. I am not having palpitations as such but I am just very aware of my heart beating. I take my pulse and its going at 90 beats per minute which is ok, if just a little fast for me when resting. I decide to relax and try to slow my breathing down and this helps to bring my heart rate down to 77bpm and I manage to sleep again for an hour or so.
9:30am and I get up to brush my teeth and have a wash and I am aware that I feel very weak, almost flu like but without the temperature. I know that this is a normal side effect of the chemo so I try not to feel too alarmed by it. I decide that the best thing is a day in bed to just relax and ride it out. Hopefully I will be able to catch up on some more sleep too.
12:00pm and its time for my second dose of steroids. I manage to eat a bowl of plain pasta followed by a bowl of mixed fruit for my lunch. The watermelon is about the only thing I can really enjoy as my brain still can't quite decide what my stomach fancies.
My sister arrives around 1:30pm to visit me and this provides a welcome distraction for a couple of hours. She brings chocolate cake with her too so that was a happy bonus, although I can't quite face it at the moment. She is also here to witness me have todays cell boosting jab and cheers me on with shouts of "Don't look at it" but I can never seem to help myself.
By 3:00pm I am feeling much better than I did this morning and decide to train my brain with a bit of Countdown. I am rubbish.
6:00pm and I am starving hungry again. Hubby makes a lovely chicken and bacon pasta, which I know is delicious as the kids just wolf it down. I , on the other hand, can't stand the smell of it and I demand it be taken away from me. I have a cheese and ham toastie instead. I'm now getting fed up with not eating properly and pathetically start to cry. I remind myself that a few days ago I was petrified that at this stage I would still be puking up and that all things considering going off my food is something very minor. MAN UP, WOMAN!!
After eating my toastie I do manage to squeeze in a couple of hours sleep and wake up just in time to watch the Big Reunion on ITV2. This is a show that is reuniting bands from the 90's. one of these bands being 5ive. Now at the age of 37, I'm not ashamed to admit that I love a bit of 5ive, so to see them on my telly box once more cheers me up no end. I spend the next hour smiling and having a little bed dance.....like you do.
I finally manage to get to sleep around midnight and I don't wake up again until 6:00am. I am very happy about this!
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