Mum and Dad arrived on Monday to come and stay for a few days. Always lovely to see them and there was the added treat that we had tickets to the Royal Enclosure at Ascot for Thursday for her birthday.
After my little dip on Tuesday I was the first to admit that this was a little touch and go and fingers and toes were crossed that I would have the energy on Thursday morning to go. The issue is not just fatigue but because my white blood count is very low due to the chemo I am at high risk of infection at the moment. Not infection from people around me but the ones that we all have on a daily basis but just fight off as a matter of routine.
Luckily I was feeling great in the morning and we had an amazing time, was shattered by home time but i'll take that. I also had a great win on my last bet too so that kept the endorphins flowing.
On the way home I remembered that the Husband and I were supposed to be flying off to Barcelona for a long weekend this weekend and became a little grumpy and belligerent that I felt I would have been fine to go.
Don't speak too soon though Topher. I woke up this morning with a slight sore throat. I called my oncologist because he said to let him know about any illness. He asked me to go to the hospital straight away for a check up and blood count check. Reality check more like.
I have slightly infected tonsils and he was all for admitting me for a course of antibiotics but I think the fact that mum was there swayed him to discharge me into his care with strong pills and a direction that I rest up. So here I am resting up. Feel totally fine but have to be extremely careful for a week for so.
But my mum and dad are here and mum's bought me a banana and chocolate loaf so it can't all be bad.
No comments:
Post a Comment