The Countdown Begins

The countdown begins........today I am going to have my blood taken to check my health before the toxic chemicals are administered on Tuesday next week to fend off any impending doom. I am slightly concerned as my throat is feeling a little sore despite the copious amounts of vitamin C and other immune boosting malarkey I am feeding myself. My daughters father has the flu and it seems that everywhere I go somebody is coughing or sniffing. I have become a paranoid wreck, concerned that my treatment will be postponed due to some annoying bug. It has taken months to get to this point, from August 2015 until now....pleeeease let it be alright!

On the positive side of things my daughter copied a friends thoughtful boyfriend and left a note on the toilet for me saying 'enjoy your poo I love you'....this made me smile immensely and reminded me she is so strong and thoughtful and just such a character.

Positive number 2 - (no pun intended)......My Buddhist Yant script for my new tattoo has been sent!! Woo hoo. So I am aiming to get this done after this chemo course and have provisionally booked it for my birthday in April. I am keeping everything crossed that I can get this crucial bit of mind sorting artistic self mutilation done asap.

Positive number 3 - I have booked my ceremonial head shave for Saturday 5th, no chemo is taking my barnet!!!, I decided to not even let one measly little hair fall out of my tiny follicles, due to chemo it will be gone before it gets chance HA. My friend is coming with me and  has promised cake as a consolation for lack of hair. I have a great new wig too and am going to 'own it giiiirlfriend'  (*does fast american finger snapping thing). There is much internal debate for me as to which is the best 'cancer' look to rock. I met an amazing lady a couple of days ago who has kept her BC secret and you would never know she had it, she wears the wig all the time when she is out. Up until meeting her I have had friends who have rocked the bald and have looked great and have owned the whole experience for the whole world to see. As with everything it's an individual 'journey' (sorry for those of you who don't like that word). So I am going to go with the flow and see how I feel, I know that if I go out I will want to dress up and look and do the whole hair and make up thing and other times I will want to proudly wear my bald.

Positive number 4- Monday my friend is going to do my nails for me to try and stop them from falling off during chemo then I am going to have reflexology and counselling at the Pickering Cancer centre so by the time Tuesday comes my nails and my chakras will all be poised and ready for serene battle. Another friend has kindly said she will be my chemo buddy on Tuesday as my mum will have to pick P up from school. So already I feel supported and like I know where I am heading.

4 more days........of no chemo, no treatment........before it all kicks off, the onslaught, but by jove, I am totally going to be ready for it...with a little help from my friends.