The VCD is over, no more chemo until the Melphalan in January (fingers crossed). Mike’s numbers went up, but Dr B. said it was because they are using a new system. We now have another colour applied to the rainbow unicorn and I am bubblegum blue.
The problem is, it isn’t just my hair that is blue. I miss Paula and I know that her comments during our hair raising antics would be humorous and cutting in equal measure. I know people are reading the blog, but they aren’t interacting with us. I miss my kids, having someone other than Mike to talk to. I’m worried, not about the SCT itself, but about how I am going to cope alone with looking after Toni and travelling to visit Mike. My mood is down in the depths and I’m struggling to drag myself out. Mike is fed up of me and has told me so.