I feel so awful on Sunday that I fall into bed at 5.30 pm feeling nauseous. An hour later I wake to eat a piece of toast and to take the dreaded Chemo pills which can only be swallowed after food. I then sleep on. My dreams are really vivid. Vignettes of work play over in my mind. In each scene I am unable to do the job properly; they have changed the keyboard so I can’t log onto my computer. I feel remote from what is going on, and can’t keep up with it all.
It is a relief to finally wake up. I have slept for nearly twelve hours.
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