Wrecked*

Sorry for the lack of blog yesterday but was asleep almost all day. Manage Barre and blood 🩸 tests at the hospital 🏥 but then Fluffball sat on my bed and stared at me until I got in: which he’s just done now:

Yesterday: Sleep from twelve o’clock in the afternoon until three, then out of bed 🛌 for snack, back into bed, out of bed at five o’clock for supper and then bath 🛁 and back into bed for my pre-night-time sleep.

The best and fluffiest nurse in the world 🥰

The cancer hospital 🏥 phones. My platelets are still low: down from fifty seven last week to fifty two this week. Am disappointed to be missing another week of chemo, but at the same time relieved to have an explanation for the extreme exhaustion.

Mum asks if I can have a platelet transfusion but apparently I’m not allowed until platelets are below twenty five.

At nine o’clock – after nine hours of nursing me – Fluffball goes to tell Mum that I need my pills. Then he goes off duty for the night and I sleep till six o’clock this morning.

Wake up feeling a lot better. My Macmillan nurse 👩‍⚕️ visits and we sit in the garden. The weather has turned very cold: about sixteen degrees now but far colder this morning when I’m sitting outside in trousers, a cashmere cardigan and a sports jacket. It is good to have someone who cares with whom to talk.

Pilates is good this morning. It’s just three of us, all advanced, so it’s a difficult class which I enjoy.

Speak to a couple of friends. Despite everything, feel cheerful. It’s a rubbish situation where I’m too ill to have my treatment because the treatment itself makes me so ill.

On the plus side: my adopted rhino 🦏 in Kenya has just fathered his fifth calf. The garden is full of baby starlings: I counted seven. And I have the best and fluffiest nurse in the world.

In other positive news: I’m meeting a very special person tomorrow: my darling cousin’s baby. Can’t wait to see her.

England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 are playing the Czech Republic 🇨🇿 tonight but I’ll be asleep by then. Wimbledon very soon and fingers crossed 🤞 for one more title for Roger. That would cheer everyone up.

Happy Tuesday everyone!

*2018. By Joe Ide. An Isiah Quintabe murder mystery novel, book three.