When I see Simone at the Chemo suite this week, she tells me she had to buy a new pair of shoes following last Friday’s debacle. It wasn’t until Anita pointed out the trail of blood she was walking across the floor that she realised I had bled profusely into the old pair! I am not sure whether to laugh or feel bad. I laugh.
The doctor prescribes another anti-emetic. It is called Domperidone. To me it sounds more like champagne . Imagine my disappointment when I discover it tastes nothing like it.
It is a better week, though I am still limited outdoors because of the continuing neuropathy and the colder weather. I bury myself in a book.
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