Tuesday

Tuesday didn't go quite as planned. We headed off to Ballarat for me to have my third chemo session. Halfway through or so I thought. Mum and Dad dropped me off at the hospital and headed off to do some shopping and have lunch with Kady, Leah, Donna, Dylan and Tex. I waited for over an hour to see the oncologist before learning that chemo couldn't go ahead as my white blood cell count was only 0.8 (it should fall between 2 and 8). I was so disappointed as I really have to physch myself up for each treatment.

The oncologist has decided to give me a port as my veins aren't holding up at all. I am black and blue and feel so bruised along my arm. I will have the operation next Tuesday morning and then have chemo straight afterwards. Not a very pleasant day to look forward too. From now on I will see my GP the day after chemo and get a booster shot for my blood cells. Hopefully that will keep me on track to still finish before Christmas.

I arrived at the hospital for my 11 O'clock appointment and rang Dad at 1 O'clock to come and pick me up. We did a little shopping before heading off to my MIL's place. Dylan had a ball feeding the sheep, riding the ride on mower and running around. On the way home we stopped at St Anne's winery and stocked up on port. They make a lovely port called Redemption.