KEY POINTS:
Sometimes I really feel like I have had enough and just want to walk away - but being so close to the halfway mark makes me realise that I am nearly through this ... and I can do this!
Monday's Chemo wasn't as bad as last time, besides the
fact that whenever I think about the drugs/medicine I feel sick to my stomach.
I have managed to keep everything down but still can't shake the overwhelming nauseous feeling that makes you feel utterly rotten.
At least I know this time around that with each day I will feel better.
I remember last time after getting to about day 5 I was off the nausea drugs and feeling pretty good - nearly there.
Things are okay; although my hair is practically all gone, I can find the positives - saving money on hair products and of course razors. Not having to shave my legs every few days is great! I am sure the females out there can relate to that one.
My Chemo was due the day of my last column but, as expected, I was still too low.
The minimum for me to have my Chemo was 1.5 and I had managed to get to 1, not quite high enough so they rescheduled me for Monday, which wasn't too bad because we had Andrew's prizegiving that Saturday night.
I was able to enjoy a great night with equally great food at the Latimer.
Andrew held on to his golden hockey stick for scoring the most goals this season in his Premier Men's team. So all in all, I had an awesome night.
I have been so lucky to have so many supportive people, the response from my blog entries is amazing - so many people are caring and honestly, each and every comment is kept in my heart, making it that much easier to get through this. Thank you so much.
I can feel myself losing energy more quickly than usual. I don't seem to be the Wonder Woman I thought I would be - funny that.
I can honestly say that I am coping with things better than I expected.
I have ventured out a lot recently without a wig or a hat... half expecting people to have a little stare or wonder what's up, but it's been great. I feel quite confident now walking out the door with a bald head.
Benji has taken to rubbing my head, he seems to love the feel of it - it is quite cute when he does it and cuddles into it.
Some of our friends have likened it to a kiwifruit, sort of furry and prickly at the same time. Can't say that bothers me.
It does make me giggle when people touch it. I tend to forget I have no hair and catch a glimpse of myself in a window or mirror and get a bit of a shock.
I have been waiting all week to head along to my all-time favourite breakfast place - Drexels, I would live there if I could.
I make a point of going there nearly once a month and I just love it.
Andrew's brother Simon is down this weekend staying with us for a Christ's College hockey reunion, so we are booked in for this morning - yum!
That's what gets me through the thought of Chemo - having Drexels a few days later.
Hopefully I won't need to spend a few days in hospital this time round and I can get through each treatment session with a bit of ease.
The onset of nicer weather might mean fewer bugs for me to catch so it will be able to enjoy the sunshine with my family rather than with my lovely nurses in hospital.
Brenna, 25, found out that she had breast cancer in May. She is keeping a diary which she will share with Herald readers on a regular basis. All Brenna's blogs were originally published in the Christchurch Star.
