... when you can't tell your Archimedes from your da Vinci:
... or from your Captain Birdseye.
... when you can't tell your Archimedes from your da Vinci:
... or from your Captain Birdseye.
Apologies for the lack of recent updates - I didn't want to be posting through the fog of chemo.
The first cycle of poisoning is now over, and we're waiting for the blood-counts to bottom-out so that we can see how they recover. My head's a bit clearer now, so I'll keep you posted more often.
They didn't have this level of service when I was in here before. Every Friday, Ward 41 gets cakes on plates and tea in china.
So, if you're considering a visit, you know which day's best.
All good so far. One dose each of GCSF and Dalteparin, both subcuts in the belly. Chemo starts this afternoon.
Got me a new club-card:
Relapse confirmed.
They've made up their minds and are now in accord with each other - we're going for the FLAG-IDA regime, which means I'll be resident on LRI Ward 41 again. Kick-off will be at 14:00 on 02/01/2019.
And I'll need a stem-cell transplant if a suitable willing donor can be found.
Thanks to Chris and to Santa, I have reading material to tide me over the first few days: