Yesterday was a hard day in terms of eating. My stomach was just not playing fair at all. Well today I'm going to beat it and stuff my face full of cake!
Just some thoughts.
It's amazing what I used to take for granted. The simple idea of eating everything on the plate in front of me was one I just loved. Now I have to think before I eat, not drink anything at the same time and then wolf down a packet of sugar to stop my blood sugar level going hypo.
I'm still waiting for the revelation that all cancer suffers are supposed to have. You know, the one where they decide to quit their previous way of life and start afresh. I still want to raise money for charity, and once I've over the next round of chemo I'm going to get stuck in and maybe run a few races or something. Can't be that hard if George can manage it!
Oh, speaking of exercise. A 'Friend' of mine left his credit card at the local petrol station and asked if I could go and pick it up. I thought that wouldn't be a problem and I could do with the walk. It was a nice day after all. (I dislike the word 'nice', but too tired to think of an alternative).
Well the walk was exhausting. I was quit surprised that the boy working in the petrol station just gave me the card. After all it wasn't even mine.
So I phone my 'Friend' and tell him that I got the card, only to be told that he's cancelled it anyway! Hum bug! Hence why he is now referred to as a Friend in quotes.
I suppose one thing that had come out of this is that I'm a little more adventurous and hopefully a little more positive in my thinking. I've always considered myself a realist, and those that know me well probably consider me a pessimist. The walk to the petrol station has at least brought some reality back to how I'm recovering. My eagerness to hit a club and drink lots of beer through multiple straws is slowly fading. If I can't walk half a mile, I've got no chance in a night club.
I'm going to try and be more positive through this next round of Chemo and Radio. It is difficult when all the experts around me keep telling me that I'm going to be screwed. Talk about raising someones confidence! The say that the Radio won't hit me until week 4 and will take a further 4 weeks to dissipate. I've no idea how long I'm on Chemo for, but that's something I'm not looking forward to. It's quite a mental challenge knowing that the drugs they are injecting in to me are going to be make me violently sick within 2 hours. I'll try and put a brave face on again and soldier through.
Wow, I've written quite a reasonable amount. Must have had a lot going around my head.
Does anyone know if Guiness is okay if you have an upset stomach? I'm dying for a pint!
Eating: grazed on this and that
Sickness : 3/10
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6 comments:
You used to be a realist and now your a pessimist. baby - I got news for you - I'm a junglist. Don't hear the beat - become the beat. Once again - Jay I have to apologise for writing babble - but if this puts a smile on your face - then mission complete (for today).
G
Did you buy anything while you were at the petrol station? Yours is great, hot food and cakes. I bet you could get through some calories there.
That is quite a walk though, I know I'd be too lazy to go by foot, yet I pay a silly ammount of money to 'go' to the gym. Perhaps the fact that you can be arsed to get off your arse, and that you can successfuly haul your arse up a hill, means that you'd look good in lycra?...My head hurts.
X
Reena
where is the counter?
anyway, must have done you some good to get out of the house and go for a walk.not sure about the guinness! Even if Reen and Reen's comments aren't making you laugh, they are certainly making me laugh. Dev
Jay keep it up mate! You're an inspiration for so many of us, so keep your spirits up while we imagine you in lycra shorts!
Kyne and Serpil
Hi Jay
Don't have your email address anymore, but you are always in my thoughts and I admire you for toughing it out all the way. I have no idea what it must be like and cannot bear the thought of something like this happening to me ! You're a tiger, mate, I know you're going to get through it and believe me the best part of life is still to come for you and your family. You're doing an excellent job of being pragmatic and psotive about the hard deal you've been dealt. I hope this lifts you today.
Speak soon
Randolph
People should read this.
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