Well its raining again but I am still escaping for my meet up with best friend. Hubby drives me into town but I wish he would let me go on my own. He is not concentrating enough but doesn't realise this. He wants to feel useful and I understand that. He is now complaining about his real leg saying it's not feeling right. I think deep down we are both scared that the chemo has done some damage but we daren't voice our concerns. When I attempt to do this I get shouted down, I think it's a case of once you voice your fear to someone else it doesn't seem so bad, great but it them leaves me worrying even more!! I seem to have picked up a cold from somewhere and my hair is falling out to such an extent that people keep picking it off me like fleas off a dog! ! We have a quiet afternoon and our nephew who is a PGA golfer calls to ask him out but he's not up to it. This cancer has a lot to answer for and definitely limits your life . Keep strong all of you out there, we have a fight on our hands.
