Chemo Sucks

Today was my second chemo, I have officially finished my first cycle!! Now have 5 cycles to go. Which really seems very little but that is still 10 more treatments. Today was good however, my appointment was for 1 o’clock and by the time I got started it was half 2/3. This is because the lab at the Beatson was getting refurbished and my chemo came all the way from the Victoria hospital therefore there was a bit of a delay. I had so many visitors from teenage cancer trust and my support worker that the nurse considered locking the door to get my chemo started lol. It was lovely to know so many people remembered that I would be in today and came down, so I could show them my prom pictures. Every nurse I had was dying to see these prom pics, it was so lovely of them. The cannula went in great today, sore but I survived, this treatment took a little longer than my first one which was on the ward. I always imagined a circle of chairs with everyone sitting getting their chemo which would be a really weird situation but today I had a room to myself, so I could have my mum and dad with me. However, this is not always going to be the case, so I appreciated their rubbish banter which got me through the few hours of me lying on the bed connected to the drip. My chemo was straightforward and fine but it’s not the best place to be, its lovely and everyone is so nice, and I know the chemo helps me but it’s just boring and sore. One of my drugs which is the “D” in my ABVD is known to be very irritant when going in my hand and I’d never experienced this, but it certainly hurt today, this was short lived but if I ever moved my hand or got up to go to the toilet the nipping sensation came back. I had a heat pad to try to soothe this which did the trick. My brother and his girlfriend and baby k have started to give me treatment treats which I cannot open until after chemo so its something to look

forward to and make chemo all that less dreadful, its really sweet. As most of you know I have really thick long blonde hair but this has started to thin each day. Any time I brush my hair a noticeable amount falls out, a lot more than usual. I’m prepared for this, as much as possible and it will take a long time for most of it to fall out but tomorrow I’m braving the chop and donating my pony tail, and this is the start of my transition hairstyle. Excited yet very nervous! Roll on tomorrow.